I am slowly, slowly teaching myself to slow down. Some days I get to the end of the day and I feel like I haven’t had a chance to breathe. I know that I’m an exceptionally busy person, but I think that I create some of the chaos myself. Inside my head. I make things too frenetic. I dart. I dash. I thump my steering wheel.
And so I’m learning to slow my pace down. To create pauses. To make moments in each day where I take a deep breath. And with that comes not being so serious. I need to add levity in. I need to listen to pop music. And to laugh. And to sit on the floor with a small boy and a box of Lego. And to watch the Backyardigans. Because they rock. Because this isn’t life and death. It’s living. And and silly as this might sound, you’ve got to live in order to live. I mean really live. Truly. Deeply. Breathe.