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Who Doesn’t Love A Gift Card?

Posted on June 27, 2018 By Sister Rain

We are supposed to live in the present. Being stuck in the past isn’t healthy or what life is about and nothing about tomorrow is guaranteed. All we have is this moment. But what if you are creating something that will be your future, a passionate endeavor that requires a lot of work now? 

I am finding it incredibly difficult to get to the one thing that should be my priority every day, instead doing chores around the house or other less critical activities also on my To Do list. Now I will admit that part of the reason is that the other, standard tasks are easy and comfortable, and in my mind they can’t wait. But I know better: cleaning out the linen closet does not compare with a new business I am trying to get off the ground. Being home, it’s easy to get caught up in the needs of the household instead of the requirements of the rest of my life. I also have the added challenge that these routine duties once served an important purpose, giving me a purpose, when I had none the first few years after my vision loss. Surprisingly, it’s difficult to turn your back on loading water into the fridge and k-cups into the carousel when they once provided you with something to pass the time during infinitely long days so completely the opposite of my busy life in corporate America. 

But it is a new day, today, Friday, next week, next month. And after YEARS of wracking my brain 24/7 for what comes next, next is now. The present is indeed a gift. The future a gift card whose balance we don’t know.

It’s time for all the distractions inside the walls of my home need to take a seat and let the lady of the house do her thing. Because what she’s been doing the last few years – after the mental, physical and emotional healing, of course – although helpful and a necessary part of her recovery, is most definitely not her thing. And it’s high time she remembered that. Today.

The exception though will be the k-cups. The future’s not happening without coffee. 

 

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