Busy-ness

I have found the definition of "busy". It is not being organized, not being directional in action, it is handling a crises that turns mundane tasks into other emergency "to do's".

As you or I go through this journey called "life" we expect to not be perfect. I certainly do not expect that of myself. I do expect to find time for me and my family but I let this aspect of living escape me recently.

November is National Hospice Month and in an effort to spread the word of hospice care, I think I put all my energy into this one thought - work.

As I read chapter 4 of the "Dying Well" series, I realized that I could easily become the angry person that Douglas Kearney was. It is not my character to anger easily, however with enough stress it can happen. At the end of this chapter, Douglas confronts his demons that had blocked his sadness and allows more love to flow by facing his fear of death.

I have a healthy fear of dying....I don't want to leave dirty dishes, bills unpaid, dust on the refrigerator. Oh yeah, I don't want to leave here and not tell the people I love how much they mean to me.

The good news is that I tell people in my life how much I love them no matter how busy I am. I know my priorities even when I am engulfed in "busy-ness".

The dust on the refrigerator - maybe I'll get to that tomorrow.