I love people watching, and there's no better place to people watch, than the airport. I often try to imagine where they're going, what their lives are like, and who they are. I observe these various individuals, and their equally varying paces, some walking leisurely, some sauntering, some speed walking, and others in an all out sprint toward their connection. It's like watching a movie, the characters frantically racing through the airport, desperate to be on time, to not miss their flight.
I feel like life is much like this. I'm certainly more often than not, most like the person frantically running, hair on fire, shoelaces untied, running around in a constant state of disorientation, while juggling 10 different balls in the air blindly...I know, it seems severe, but that's how it feels.
No matter how hard we try to keep it together, sometimes it's just not realistic. Taking care of the kids (human or otherwise) keeping the house tidy, cleaning, staying on top of the laundry, vacuuming, dusting, and remembering to get the trash to the curb can all be overwhelming. The important thing to remember is that it's OK to drop a ball....because you will. No one can keep them in the air forever, without taking a break, resting, and regaining their strength.
Being a grownup is hard. No one tells us how hard it is, really...but I think that in the end, it's worth it. Life and the people in it are worth it. The experiences, both good and bad make us who we are, and makes life worth living, the race worth running. Whether you are someone who strolls, saunters, or frantically sprints through life with their hair on fire like me, it's okay....after all, you're moving toward something, which is far better than not moving at all.
I feel like life is much like this. I'm certainly more often than not, most like the person frantically running, hair on fire, shoelaces untied, running around in a constant state of disorientation, while juggling 10 different balls in the air blindly...I know, it seems severe, but that's how it feels.
No matter how hard we try to keep it together, sometimes it's just not realistic. Taking care of the kids (human or otherwise) keeping the house tidy, cleaning, staying on top of the laundry, vacuuming, dusting, and remembering to get the trash to the curb can all be overwhelming. The important thing to remember is that it's OK to drop a ball....because you will. No one can keep them in the air forever, without taking a break, resting, and regaining their strength.
Being a grownup is hard. No one tells us how hard it is, really...but I think that in the end, it's worth it. Life and the people in it are worth it. The experiences, both good and bad make us who we are, and makes life worth living, the race worth running. Whether you are someone who strolls, saunters, or frantically sprints through life with their hair on fire like me, it's okay....after all, you're moving toward something, which is far better than not moving at all.
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