One of my favorite bloggers put up a post the other day that got me thinking. You know the self-talk that goes on in your head when you’re doing one of the 42 million necessities of the day, but you find yourself resenting it or just plain wishing to be elsewhere for awhile? Then you beat yourself up for wishing that? Yup, I’ve been there. Am there. Daily. When Douglas talks a mile a minute about the intricate details of a made-up game that he’s been playing during recess, and my mind wanders off into something completely unrelated and I just mmm-hmm at some vaguely appropriate moments.
As Anna at Borderline Bonkers says …
Somehow I find a way to be there and in the moments sort of. It is something I strive for but in my head I am also a million miles away. It is like there is the front part of my head that talks and sees and functions normally and then there is this dark little back room in my head where all this chaos goes on behind the scenes.
Read the rest of her thoughts (and see her great photos!) here.
To put it politely, being fully present is not my strong point. Sigh.