Ever since this little human entered my life, and since his daddy just joined the Navy, I’ve been thinking: we were originally designed to live 800+ years, and in my imagination, those people in Genesis that lived 800+ years took things slowly, made things well, took their time. I’ve decided to take my time too. I may not have much of it, but I’m tired of my American culture causing me to wish away my life without living it; without living in it. I’m taking my time with my boys, trying to live in each moment, instead of wishing them away.
Just thought I’d share.