I recently read this post by Deb over at Home Life Simplified.
It very much made me think that for the last year I have been living neither intentionally, nor deliberately. When I think how things have gone this year (particularly since Febuary) I've pretty much been running on autopilot. Constantly moving from the next thing that needs to be done, to the next thing that needs to be done. Everything from housework to time with the kids to job work to fitness time to what I put in my mouth has been just a case of moving from one to the next with very little active thought process.
That's really no way to live, is it?
If losing Mum should have taught me anything it's that life is way to bloody short to be caught up in a treadmill of existence. If I'm not paying attention to the day to day (especially with the kids) then I'm missing it forever. I can't get those minutes back, or those hours, or those years. Before we know it all future minutes, or hours, or years, all those times we think we'll have to enjoy those things could be gone. In the blink of an eye, or the last beep of a machine.
So then. To live intentionally. Deliberately. To "suck out all the marrow of life" (love that quote and its mention in one of my favourite movies). That requires some changes for sure, and some active thought into how to action them. Action rather than reaction. Food for thought at least.