Sunday, September 27, 2009

Too Much?

Sometimes I wonder if I try to do too much.
Evidence of this is how we spent the month of August. We were gone every weekend. While it's nice to take long weekend trips to see friends, family & celebrate milestones, it wears on you after a while. I think it's especially exhausting when your husband travels during the week, leaving the weekend as your only time to be home together, as a family. It makes 4 weekends of travel seem much, much longer. This busy month of August was capped off by Labor Day weekend, spent celebrating Andy's brother's wedding in Indianapolis on Friday & Saturday, and my family reunion in Ohio on Sunday & Monday. I feel so lucky to have been able to be at both events, if even for a brief time... but I'm glad busy weekends like that are rare.

I sit here writing this, after driving home yesterday from a quick 2-night trip to visit my family in Cleveland. Yet somehow, when followed by a Sunday at home, this last trip didn't seem so hectic.

Here's why I do it though. Our time is precious & fleeting. I don't want to look back and regret not taking that quick trip or clapping joyously as two people are pronounced man & wife.
I do it for moments like this...

Seeing Jack & Vivian playing, with my grandpa smiling in the background

Catching up with my cousin Erin, who I don't see nearly enough
Jack, as a ring bearer
welcoming the newest member of the schroeder family

Jill & I goofing off - sans kiddos!
My grandpa has been an incredible influence in my life. If I've learned anything from him, it's that family is more important than anything money can buy. There is a finite group of people, with the addition of some amazing friends, who will always be there when you need them. This thought, this lesson, is what makes hours of driving along I-70 seem like a small price to pay.

2 comments:

Jill said...

I love the pics of Jack and Vivian with your Grandpa grinning while he looks on!

I know that you guys are always on the go, but, honestly, I can't imagine it any other way! I remember thinking you were *crazy* the time you drove up to Indy and back to have Thanksgiving dinner with us. But, you know what, that was the last Thanksgiving my Dad was around so I'm guessing you don't regret that trip.

Your travel is always to be with the people you love and those memories will outweigh the craziness that it takes getting there.

That said, stick around here a bit, would you? We like seeing you guys, too!!!

Aly said...

Funny that we have to actually schedule weekends at home, but that's exactly what we've done! Hopefully we'll be around a bit more. :)