Something to Do

I'm not the sit around type. I can admit that I don't wait well, I struggle with patience and I've been known to fidget. I can also admit that Brynna gets every bit of her on-the-go personality from her on-the-go mama. We like to be moving. It can be about anything; we just like to be doing something.

For a long time I confused having something to do with DOING SOMETHING. But those two things aren't the same.

About a year ago, I was inundated with things to do. I was a full-time real estate agent, a wife and a mom. I had a busy schedule. I had something to do about every minute of the day. Towards the end of the school year, I felt like God was leading me to stay home with Brynna rather than her go to school all day. That terrified me on multiple levels, one of which being that we'd both go nuts without something to do.

Fast forward 9 months, and I have a completely different understanding. Call it maturity; call it wisdom. Call it age or growth. I still like to have something to do, but I've learned that sometimes there's more to gain by sitting still. I've realized that those times I thought we needed something to do, we were actually right then DOING SOMETHING. The walk around the neighborhood was a memory Brynna will carry with her. The puzzle (after puzzle after puzzle), the time spent watching the same cartoon for the 12th time, the afternoon spent at home "not doing anything" was DOING SOMETHING great because  we were together. You don't get time back. You can spend it busy with something to do that you may or may not remember tomorrow or you can DO SOMETHING even if it means sitting on the floor covered in ribbons pretending to be a mermaid princess because it affirms for a little girl that you love her.

Don't settle for something to do.
DO SOMETHING.