Rush Hour

Ah, this morning was delicious.  It's Saturday. Normally on weekends I get up at the crack of dawn and rush out to do groceries, gas up the car and do other errands. I end up rushing around all day and the weekend is over in a snap.  Today, even though I woke up at Oh-Dark-Hundred, I stayed in bed--warm, comfortable and cozy--until it was light out. I took my time getting out of bed, reading the paper and eating breakfast. What a difference. Of course, I haven't gotten anything done but I'm rested and relaxed which feels amazing. 

I tend to rush all the time. I rush to work, rush to meetings, rush to get work projects done and then rush home where I rush around some more.  I know with the two weddings coming up I'll be rushing to check things off my list of "things-to-do" for each.  I need to remember to slow down and savor all things wedding. Otherwise I'm going to miss out on enjoying the moments of each.  I'll miss out on the love, joy and happiness that will accompany both weddings. I'm not sure how I'm going to get myself to slow down but I'm going to try. Life is about living, not rushing.  I need to remember to live life, not rush through life.