I feel like sometimes...and boy am I guilty of this...we run ourselves down, we burn the candle at both ends, we get too goal focused, we crush other people to get to where we want to be, we run through life and forget to stop and smell the roses, forget to laugh, forget to just take a deep breath and remember why we loved doing things in the first place.
Lucky for me I have been reminded of this almost daily in the recent weeks.
My days start at about 4:30 when I reluctantly roll out of bed to get ready for work. At about 5:30 I am in the kitchen trying to make my final preparations to get out the door to head into work. I work from 6-3 (9 hours), then I head to practice until 5:30/6 then some nights I head to diving lessons or to church or where ever else I have committed to. Bed time rolls around never any sooner than 10:30ish but most nights its 11 or 12, then its rinse and repeat.We joke that by Friday at 5 I am pretty useless.
It's not an impossible schedule, but I am going to admit it's hard...before you tell me it's not please try getting up day after day at 4:30.
Why do I do this...because at 3:15 every day I walk into a meeting room where more than likely someone is going to make fun of how tired I look, where my mini me is going to make sure I have everything I need for practice, where the crazy group of jumpers I have gathered will take...and I'm not kidding here 348 photos on my phone of themselves making funny faces, they will steal my sunglasses, pry into my nonexistent social life, make fun of how yet another one of my pairs of pants could be ripping 
...the list could go on.
And it doesn't stop there...just today a really great friend brought me Starbucks to work...just because I needed an extra lift!
These little reminders remind me to stop and smell the rose, smile, laugh, love life. They remind me to have fun hair, take silly pictures, dance, to catch up, call people on the phone, write letters, send post cards, write...dream...
I would change my crazy life for anything but the reminder to enjoy more of it never hurts.
With Love Always,
Alex
