Making the Time...

Our lives are crazy right now.

They just are.

I work all day.

After school, I am still working.

And a couple days a week I do intense workouts.

When that fun is up, it is into the car for the shuttling of children for evening activities. 

Baseball, cross country, church, gymnastics, volleyball.

You name it, we just might be doing it.

(And yet we laugh because we really do limit activity with the kids but with 4 of them, even limiting ends up being a lot)

There are many days we just have to "divide and conquer". 

"You take child 4 to his baseball game while I go cheer on Child 2 for volleyball then I will go watch Child 1 in his choir concert.  Child 3 can go with you..."

That was an actual conversation last week.

It was a busy night.

Thankfully not all of them are that busy but this time in our lives, we are busier than ever.

And because of that, I find myself wanting to be purposeful.  To be intentional.

I kind of referred to this in my last post about late night walks.

We (being the Hubs and me) have got to reconnect.

It could be really easy for us to get caught up in our kids and their activities. 

But we need to remember to get caught up in each other too.

So that means making time.

Being purposeful.

Coming together.

Sometimes that means those late night walks.  We just had one of those tonight.  The dog really needed a walk around the neighborhood.  But it also gave us that time to just chat and reconnect before another busy week.

Sometimes it means getting the little ones to bed and leaving the oldest "in charge" while we run out for a late night meal.  Or on days when that won't work, just picking up an order or two of sushi and sitting together at the table talking.

Sometimes it means a grocery store shopping trip together...nothing says romance like choosing ripe bananas and milk for the week...

Sometimes it means watching a favorite t.v. show together.

Or hanging out in the attic together looking for fall/winter clothes for the kids.

It means texts in the middle of the day saying, "I love you".

And remembering to write what I love about him on his picture frame.

It means planning a weekend getaway to celebrate our anniversary.

It means leaving little cartoons or articles out that  I know he would like.

It means sharing about the day, even the mundane.  Not long ago, I mentioned an update on a house near us that was getting a facelift.  Before I had even finished, he said that he had noticed too and wondered if I had seen it yet.  It isn't life changing information we share but just the fact that we are...

We don't have a perfect relationship.  

And there are times that we irritate one another.

But the fact is, he is still my best friend.

And though our lives are busy, I don't ever want them to be too busy for "us". 

After all, in just a few (or many) years, the kids will leave home.

Trust me, they will.

And when they do, it will just be the two of us together again.

When that happens, I want us to still know each other. To still love each other.  To still be the best of friends...

Reba