Time

Time is such a funny thing.

It goes so fast.

Sooo fast!

I hate that.

Everyday passes so quickly and before you know it, it's another month gone, another year gone...

So fast.

In the blink of an eye.

As the girls have grown into busy little toddlers, I find myself wanting more.

Needing more of something.

Something I am not quite sure what it is yet.

I have some ideas.

Some things in my heart and mind that have been weighing.

Something my husband has been wanting me to do for years but I constantly blow him off and laugh.

Something that may be finally calling to me.

A purpose in life.

My purpose.

But I don't know.

Time is short.

Time flies.

Make the best of the time you have.

And this commitment will take a lot of my time.

There are so many things I want to do.

I feel like I have so much just with day-to-day.

Ya know, the stuff that makes this house manageable.

I want to read more. But yet, I rather sleep and then I feel guilty for not engaging my mind more.

I feel like now that the girls are growing and changing so much that I need to get up to date on potty-training, proper discipline techniques, how to teach good manners, ect, ect, ect.

There just isn't enough time.

I don't want to be on my phone or my computer constantly.

I want to play with my girls and explore the world through their eyes.

I want to be there for them and not have my mind elsewhere.

Time.

It sure flies.

And I haven't yet quite figured it out..