oh the irony of Breaking Free.

Pathetic as this is, I just had to email my Mom to let her know that the only Friday I have left for the entire month of February is luckily on her birthday, so schedule it or be doomed I said!

This is my life, before a month can end the next is almost full.  I'm not complaining because I know that this is life for most people, what I am saying though is...SERIOUSLY PEOPLE!?!? Stop and smell the roses, hold your horses, enjoy the wonders of life that are all around you. As a person who feels the need to constantly be doing something every waking moment it is extremely hard for me to not fill up every blank square in my calendar with pretty colors and fun plans.

While talking with my dear friend Sarah today I realized a few things: I need to slow down, my life is too easy, but most importantly, I realized what it really means to be a friend. I've known Sarah since 2nd grade, she knows me better than sometimes I think I know myself. We chat often, fighting the unreliability of Facebook Chat and Haiti's power grid and she always makes sure that I answer every single question she has thrown at me with the velocity of a automatic weapon. If she doesn't like an answer that I've given to a particular question, if I've purposefully tried to just fluff and answer and move on to the next she knows. While she was expressing her concern for my busy schedule and what she might possibly think is an over committed person teetering on the brink of insanity (she may be right) she made me wonder what exactly I was trying to accomplish by filling every empty square with pretty colors of ink. I told her the crust of my schedule looked like: youth retreat, Diamond Smuggling, coffee fellowship, 30 Hour Famine, Motor Trend Auto Show and Bible study which will be weekly for the next few months. She said "Bible study" which I sarcastically replied "Yes, Bible study, you know that thing where we as Christians gather to fellowship and grow together" which she replied "no, I know that.." and before she could say anything else I said "it's called Breaking Free by Beth Moore" and then she went rambling on some more about color coding my life, and how she would get such enjoyment out of it, and about my schedule and how she doesn't like that I'm so busy and then.."you need some time just to break free". BAM! Oh, the irony of Breaking Free.