2017 has been…busy.
I feel like each year goes by faster and faster. Is that an adult thing? I mean I know time can’t be lengthened or shortened, but, my goodness, it sure feels like the years go by faster.
Yes, I mean year. There are days that drag by, which doesn’t make much sense, but even with slow days, a month goes by and I can’t seem to believe that we’re onto the next month so quickly.
This year has been much the same as any year on the Volf Ranch. Except for maybe the ridiculously dry summer and constant threat and worry of fires. That is sometimes a concern, but not like this year.
The upheaval and craziness that comes with a move wasn’t a new experience, but the switching of houses at the same time – two sets of everything being moved on the same weekend – was a very interesting adventure. We are very grateful for our extended family that so willing helped; I’ve found that time is a gift that is not easily given, but usually the most appreciated.
The news of baby #3 due in March was probably our most surprising and slightly overwhelming headline of the year. It took me a while to remember and realize the excitement of a new baby. Ever since we found out #3 is another little man, I’ve found myself both looking forward to and cringing at the amount of noise that will be echoing through the house. I am extremely excited to meet our new little one and am so very honored to be a boy mom.
I was asked to head up and lead a new ministry at our church. I have thoroughly enjoyed leading our Wednesday night kid’s church program. It has been so rewarding. I’ve learned to better manage my time, but also that “winging it” is OK. I mean they’re kids, right? They don’t know whether or not we’re right on the script and I love that! I’ve been so grateful for the ladies that help me and am looking forward to only strengthen those new friendships.
Evan has been busy as ever working with his dad and doing projects, both around the ranch and in the house. I’ve appreciated his patience with me when trying to decide where to hang things and move furniture. We are anxiously trying to prepare ourselves for the Volf family reunion in June. While we are excited to have family here visiting, the list of projects seems longer than the time – when subtracted from the usual and necessary ranch/farming jobs – we have to complete them. He has also added basketball referee to his list of jobs this winter. Calving will be starting before we know it and then the sleepless nights that come with an infant shortly after, so if we both seem a bit delirious at times you’ll know why!
I’m sure there are other “major happenings” that have occurred over the last 12 months, but I find my brain is not wanting to remember all of them.
The one thing that I seem to be constantly lacking through all of these events, over this past year is time. Whether I’m feeling rushed getting everyone ready for something or wishing a project could get done or the time that equates to lack of patience with my boys – time always seems to be in short supply. We’re constantly hounded with all of these things we should do and get done and accomplish and always in a certain time frame. I keep thinking of what we might be missing if we didn’t slow down and do a double take on where our time is being spent.
I, selfishly sometimes, say I need more “me time.” I do know that this is an important time, but I’ve also realized that there’s going to come a time where that may be the only time I have. I regularly hear “enjoy this stage” “enjoy it while they’re little” and so on. As I listen to my oldest talk about wanting to go to school, it’s starting to sink in that I really need to be enjoying my TIME with him now. And even though our soon-to-be middle child can drive me mad with his….energy…I have come to cherish the moments that he will “sit you” and cuddle up in the spot between me and the arm of the couch. While I don’t always appreciate the amazing aspects of growing a baby I have loved watching my boys (mostly EJ) loving on our baby. Seeing through his eyes the feel of baby brother moving and kicking I find myself savoring the activeness of our new little man.
What to do with these new revelations?
Instead of setting a New Year’s Resolution – which I haven’t actually set one of those in quite a few years – I’m choosing one word to focus on. Any guesses?
And all aspects of that. Not just MAKING time, but ENJOYING time with my kids, GIVING my time without expectations, ACCEPTING time when given. Not hoarding my time for myself, not using time as an excuse.
Maybe this is a little broad. I mean time is a big thing, right? There’s a lot that can be put into these categories. My hope is that I can focus on this one word and how it applies to my life. How I can properly manage my time, but also remembering who needs my time and how they need it.
This may not be quite as simple as some resolutions and I know there will be times that I feel like I’ve made no progress; I’ll want to be selfish with my time and keep it for myself. I hope I’ll learn how to see when I’ve kept too much time for me and not given more to those who need it most.
I want to thank those that are taking the time to read this (*wink*wink*) and maybe you can think of a word that you can focus on this new year instead of making a list of resolutions that have a 50/50 chance of getting accomplished.
Blessings to you in 2018!
So be careful how you live. Don’t live like fools, but like those who are wise. Make the most of every opportunity in these evil days. Don’t act thoughtlessly, but understand what the Lord wants you to do. ~Ephesians 5:15-17