I caught myself today missing the big picture. It’s been one of those days where I’m running from A to B, plugging up holes in the wall per say. It’s been a picture of the week too, but I’m not really complaining. Busy is good, business is up. There’s more stuff to do.
But, in my hustle of today, I had several packages to mail. I had may day planned, do this, do this, do this, have lunch with an old friend, hit post office to get these packages MAILED dammit. A couple have been sitting on my desk waiting for this moment! I end up having a fabulous lunch, my mood was lifted feeling more positive, and as I was pulling off my exit to the highway I looked over at the pile next to me that was “next” on my list. It was:
– A package for a cousin in Iraq
– A book for a friend that I promised
– My taxes (with a refund no less:-) )
– A charitable donation
Holy smokes…it hit me. I should be enjoying this moment instead of rushing through it like everything else. It was packages of goodness, for different people and things, but all goodness. All of a sudden, the world shifted into a new focus that felt immensly better than rush rush rush. I’m just sayin.
I’m so glad I didn’t miss this moment.