I wrote this post in February of 2015. I was looking back and I thought it was time to post again.
Hey you. I just wanted to stop and let you know that I wish I had more time to show you how much you mean to me. I admire those that have weekly, monthly catch-up appointments. I wish I could stop what I'm doing and hug you. I want to know what is going on in your life. I want to be able to tell you that it will all be OK. I wish I could drop you off a casserole and some cookies. I wish I could help you with a project. I hope it helps a bit to know that I think about you often and count myself incredibly lucky to be a part of your life, although small.
Each morning, before I get out of bed, I meditate for a bit. I hold you in my thoughts and wish the best for you. I visualize you laughing and playing.
If we can't get together, please don't take it personally. My family and work eat up so much of my time. I am pulled right now to give as much time to my boys as I can. I miss out on so much. I wish I could transport you in my drive from work and back. I wish I could sit you at my dinner table more. Just know that as I am mad-dashing to work and then to kids, I am still loving you.
Life won't always be this harried. I worry that I am losing connection with so many. I hope not. Time is so limited. I feel so needed by so many, which is awesome and hard all at the same time.
These last two years I have learned to put my oxygen mask on first. All the hurry and worry left me depleted. I am learning the value of self-care and it is transformational.
Cheers to making little moments count. Little moments make my heart happy. Hope your heart smiles today.