Life goals. Life
bucket lists. All good stuff, all things
I kept track of and still do. But, they’re
not necessarily what brings me the most joy.
I’ve come to realize this past year that even if I’ve worked really hard
for a long time to accomplish something, I don’t get much joy at reaching my
goal. It’s like how I feel about
cooking. It takes so much time to get
the end results that all the joy has been sucked dry. It’s very anti-climactic. I watched a youtube influencer mention
recently that it’s all about the process.
Enjoying the process brings more fulfillment than actually attaining that
goal. Therefore, it’s more important to
enjoy the process because you spend most of your time there. Enjoy the view out the window instead of
always asking, “Are we there yet?” Two
years ago, I resolved myself to stop spending so much time on youtube every
night. But, I never knew what to replace
my time with besides a vague idea to create more instead. Last year, I made a goal to read at least two
books a month, every month, for the entire year, in an effort to expand my
literary repertoire. Unexpectedly, this
goal made me spend less time on youtube.
I rediscovered my love of
reading. Most months I read way more
than two books a month, with maybe two months where I only read one book. But, the numbers weren’t really important by the time I reached my goal. Reading taught me more about what
motivated me and filled my creative tank per-say to want to do more.
Before having children, I hated children. I couldn’t understand them, and found them incredibly annoying. I never gave a second thought to being a mom unlike some who aspire to be one their whole lives. One day, I would become a mom after marriage and that would be that. The only fact I knew for sure was that I definitely wanted to have more than one child. Being an only child, I recognized the importance of giving the gift of a sibling to my first. Approaching motherhood going on four years now with two babes has given me new perspective on what it’s all about. I’ve been asked before on the merits of becoming a mom or having children, and while it’s easy to complain about all the difficult parts, it has always been insurmountable to fully put into words the gravity or the magnitude of such a decision on my life. Obviously, people say, children bring such joy and a newness to life that you have left behind in your childhood or forgott...
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