My Hands are Full
Most days, this is how you will see me as I get into my ride and later, walk the short distance to my office after I disembark. That picture of me is a clue on what I hope to do when I get to my place of work but most of the time, they remain as unfulfilled figments of my imagination. I seem to always forget that there are tons of other tasks that await my attention as soon as I get to sit at my desk.
I like to think of myself as a successful multi-tasker, being able to muster the energy and resolve to accomplish all that is expected of me as a mother, wife, sibling, friend, teacher, administrator, colleague, church volunteer, etc. But lately, I know that many spheres of my life have suffered because of this illusion that I am Superwoman.
Today, with a headache that won't go away, I am trying to finish a task which was due over two weeks ago. I am debating with myself whether this should take precedence over a regular parish meeting which I have neglected to attend many times. Should I just ignore the message my body is giving me that I try to do too much. Why, oh why do I have dilemmas like these?
Many people stop doing challenging things because of a fear of failure. I think with me it may just be the opposite - I try to be good at everything because I have a fear of mediocrity. But I realize now that by trying to do everything, I just might end up in that state.
So, I will find the time in the next few weeks to sort out my priorities. Out of obligation, I will discharge the duties which will be for the good of many. I will not allow barbs and thoughtless remarks to discourage me from doing my best. I will turn my back on situations which make me unhappy and instead move on to dreams that I can fulfill. In the long run, I will toss out those which will take me away from giving more time and attention to those I love and those who love me back!
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