Thursday, 01 July 2010 -- Day 193 (206)

I once heard or read that men truly come into their own when their fathers pass. I wonder if the same is true for women, or if we struggle to live up to the memories of our mothers. I think I'm developing a more carefree attitude, or maybe it's a care less attitude. Take today for example, I was trying to get the kitchen cleaned and the laundry done. Maddy called me twice for help at the home where she was babysitting; I had to fix lunch for Kenzie before her game, and then I went to her game. Yet, despite these "interruptions" to my work, I was content. Last year at this time, I was the type of person who made a plan for each day of what I want/need to accomplish, and then I set out full speed ahead, no holds barred to complete it. My husband says I had tunnel vision, a woman obsessed. This attitude has proven helpful over the years, but it's also caused me to miss many opportunities w/ my family. Perhaps losing Mom helped me realize that those interruptions are what make life worthwhile. I used to feel like I had to be Super Mom, Perfect Employee, Devoted Wife, and Conscientious Citizen all rolled into one. But know is seems that caring less about tasks has made me more carefree.