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.