What my neighbor said to me today as I was running from the house to the car and back again, late for storytime at the library.
This is the same neighbor who told me that cutting my hair made me look like a boy. No holds barred with this guy. He’s from Pakistan where there is, apparently, no room for subtlety.
Regardless, it made me think. Yes, it’s true. I am always rushing.
I hate that I’m always late. But more than that, I hate that I’m continually shuttling my kids from one activity to the next. Sometimes it’s for them–an event that is supposed to be fun and enriching. Sometimes it’s because I have to go to a meeting or appointment. But is it all necessary? There has got to be a better way.
No one wants to remember his childhood being one big, constant nag to put your shoes on and hurry into the car. I feel like that’s the experience I’m creating. I try not to over-schedule. I love the counsel that Elder M. Russell Ballard Of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles gave on the matter:
Second, don’t overschedule yourselves or your children. We live in a world that is filled with options. If we are not careful, we will find every minute jammed with social events, classes, exercise time, book clubs, scrapbooking, Church callings, music, sports, the Internet, and our favorite TV shows. One mother told me of a time that her children had 29 scheduled commitments every week: music lessons, Scouts, dance, Little League, day camps, soccer, art, and so forth. She felt like a taxi driver. Finally, she called a family meeting and announced, ‘Something has to go; we have no time to ourselves and no time for each other.’ Families need unstructured time when relationships can deepen and real parenting can take place. Take time to listen, to laugh, and to play together.
I’m trying. Guess I need to try harder…
How do you find time to “just be” with your family?