Wednesday, November 18, 2009


Sometimes we get so distracted and consumed by the tiniest of details that - at the time - seem like major, potentially earth-moving events. A constant crush of feeling like there are not enough hours in the day. Every day.

Elliot potties at daycare but won't enter the bathroom at home.
Sienna wakes us up every morning at 5 demanding food.
Needing to find time to mow and rake up the leaves.
Finding time for Fred to put in his long weekend runs.

Details, details, details that have turned into crisis, panic and stress.

This morning a good friend of mine, her husband and their two dogs lost their house and home to a fire. And my heart breaks for them. And it puts this all into perspective - and suddenly I am consumed with thinking about what I can do to help instead of what will be on the table for dinner.

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