Hurrying home this afternoon with a mental “to do” list, my husband called and asked me if I would like to go out on the boat. I paused only briefly before agreeing to do so. That might not sound like a big deal but ask anyone who knows me well… there was a time when I would have struggled with the change of plans. I would have allowed responsibilities to win out. I would have felt like I had to do other “more important” things.
As I’ve grown older and hopefully a little wiser… I’ve realized that some things we think are important may actually kept us from what is. There will always be work to do but there may not always be a warm September evening, a pontoon boat and a beautiful lake to enjoy with my man. I am beyond grateful that I chose the latter. It was a perfect evening. Batteries are now recharged and memories made.