Every week seems the same sometimes, until you look a little closer. This week, I took a trip down to Phoenix to pick up my sister and nieces, so they could spend a week with us 'in the mountains'. It was priceless; driving up with my sister, my nieces laughing, playing, sleeping, crying, in the back seat. I forgot how much I love having little people around, until they come again. Their little voices clamoring for attention, smudges on window panes, and peanut butter dripped on the floor. This week, I got Light Room 4 (and couldn't install it, because my computer is acting up. Eh. Help?), took hundreds of pictures, and realized that even though people fail us, God never will. Through hard times, maybe that is what He is trying to teach us.
Life is always changing. Sometimes when our schedules get disturbed from the usual routine, we realize that everything changes at some point. People change, times change, thoughts change, places change, we change. Sometimes it's so gradual that we don't realize it until we break out the old photo albums and reminisce as we realize that what seemed like yesterday was 3 years ago.
Some people don't like quiet, peaceful lives. I wouldn't have it any other way. In the noise and bustle, people forget the passing of time. It's almost like the business focuses us on ourselves, not others; we're so wrapped up in our lives, our schedule, our routines, that we really do forget that there are more important things.
I'm determined not to get caught up in myself. To take enough time for me, and not run myself ragged, but really truly care about others. It's important. People are the most important things in our lives (at least, they should be) and life is too short to waste time over petty differences, and arguments. It really is.