It's time...

Time to sign up for my next half-marathon. I thought it would be easier to do it this time but I'm finding myself just as scared to put my money where my mouth, or legs as the case may be, is. I am the type of person who needs a goal - something to strive toward in order to keep myself from slacking off. Having that carrot dangle in front of me is so important but sometimes I wish I could just settle into life and let it come to me instead of always chasing the next path, the next goal and then when I get there having that feeling of, "okay, so I'm here. Now what?" Life is a series of events that intertwine with each other to make memories, experiences, and to make them just a set of hurdles down a track seems to trivialize so many of the little moments.

As a child care provider, I am blessed to have a day full of the little moments but even I catch myself thinking all too frequently, "hurry up, we've got to do....," or today I was holding a little one to give him his bottle I was thinking, "boy, he is old enough to do this himself." Then he settled his head against me, breathing slowly, drinking his bottle and watching me with his little baby eyes, and I thought, "no, that's okay, you just take all the time you need. Soon enough you won't need me or want me to do anything for you and then I'll think back and remember that was what I wanted." So, I'll make my goal and sign up for my next half but in the back of my mind I hope I remember that 13.1 miles in one day means a whole lot of "little moment" runs over the next few months. The joy is in the journey, not just in reaching the destination