And then I began to think of all the projects I have lined up either on my end table or in my mind...all the things I haven't done that I think about doing all the time, but never have (make?) time to enjoy...such as:
- Reading more than three pages a day. I have 12 books next to me, all of which I've been reading for waaaaay too long. Horoscopes and the Weather Channel don't count.
- Crocheting. I have 5,678,389 patterns in my sewing bag with yarn, crochet hooks, etc. Not seeing a lot of happy hooking going on here.
- Cooking! Yes, I cook a lot ... but they are the "old reliable" recipes than I can prepare in my sleep. How about those yummy looking recipes I've been jonesing to make since 1994?
- Prayer. Go ahead and laugh. I've wanted to spend more time in prayer, meditating, being aware of my own breath. Someday I will apologize to God for all of the half-prayers I said before falling asleep.
- Traveling/vacationing. The road to the beach is paved with good intentions. I'm hearing a lot more about other peoples' trips than telling stories about my own. (Except that trip to the car wash last night - what a hoot that was!)
- Spending time with family and friends. That is unquestionably the worst omission of all.
- Blogging. Covered that.
Where does the time go? We all say that. Does it disappear in your life as it does in mine? Am I so preoccupied with work, practicalities, errands, etc. that I'm too busy to enjoy my own life? A popular Mormon quote is "Men are, that they might have joy." And Kabbalah teaches that we are to share in God's "delight." Joy and delight...do you have enough of those?
If we died today, would we look back on the past few years and say we made good choices with our time?