I am ALMOST 34. I have ALMOST been married 13 years. My daughter is ALMOST 10 year old. My son is ALMOST in first grade. Dinner is almost ready, dishes are almost caught up, laundry is almost dry, I can almost fit in these pants, it's almost bedtime, it's almost time to get up, it's almost time for the kids to get out of school, it's almost the weekend, you've almost got it, it's almost Monday, and it's almost time for daddy to be home. Most of my days are filled with ALMOST. I thought by my mid 30's, 2 kids, a husband, and mortgage later I would have it ALL FIGURED OUT. Well, almost.
ALMOST
According to Webster's dictionary Almost means "very nearly but not exactly or entirely." Some days my life is ALMOST. Nothing is finished, completed, handled, or settled. Most of my chores are ALMOST completed, but not quite. I get frustrated thinking to myself "Why can't I get anything finished? How does everyone else do it? Why can't I figure this out?" It was then I realized life is ALMOST. It's about laundry and dishes that are never finished, children who you are never entirely finished raising, family you've not "exactly" spent enough time with, reinventing yourself, learning, and ultimately LIVING. I don't think I'll ever live out my full potential because I'm imperfect. I will never be the best wife, daughter, housekeeper, driver,cook, volunteer, employee, boss, parent, friend, or mother. Not because I don't won't to, but because it's impossible to fill so many roles in 24 hour day. I can't dedicate 100% of my day to any one area of my life. I've got to learn to push on and challenge myself everyday. It's time to accept the facy that my days are in a perpetual "almost." This is life.
