Have It All

My daughter is upstairs working herself to sleep.   Tea is steeping and Calm consumed.  Thinking about how today there would be no blog post.

Today started early.  It also went quickly.  It was unprioritized before she woke up.  There could have been enough time to write.  Then she was awake.  Then getting her to school.  Getting home.  Doing laundry.  Taking a morning walk.  Getting laundry in the dryer.  Eating breakfast.  Getting laundry out of dryer.  Time to leave to pick up daugther.  Get home.  Start work.

Done at 3:45.  Her friends come over and ask if she can play at 3.  Still working.  Then dishes.  Then see if she wants to keep playing or go to the library.  She picks play.  They all “attack” me.  I run around.  It is fun.

Dinner.  Lots of reading to her while she eats.  She crawls into my lap.  Still reading. She paints her nails (twice).  Bedtime routine.  It is okay to let go.  Do not worry about writing tonight. 

One of the reasons this blog was started was to get the thoughts and ideas out of my head.  Get them into the universe.  Create.  Be creative.  Create an outlet.  A place for thoughts, views, ideas, concepts, reading reviews, parenting advice, whatever to go.

This day had moments of lost time.  Time that could have been spent differently.  Those were not with my daughter.  Those were well spent.  As focused as they could.  As present as they could.  As playful as they could.  As productive as they could be.

We make choices.  Everyday from the second we wake up, until the second we fall asleep.  They may not always feel like our choices to make. They may be shitty choices, or just feel that way.  They may not be the best, or they may.  You get the point.

The choices made today maximized a good, positive, fun day with my daughter.  Then, because of the muscle being built.  I am here with you now.  Writing on a blurry screen because the glasses are on the nightstand next to a hopefully sleeping child.

You can have it all.  It just depends on how you define “all”.  Unless something crazy happens, there is no castle, boat, or large bank account being left behind when the lights go out.  There is time with my daugther.  There is writing here and now, instead of turning on Netflix. 

Maybe tomorrow the definitions will change.  Maybe tomorrow the love of a lifetime trips and falls into my arms.  Maybe, there will be a need to change “having it all” and there is room in my heart to have more.  Today.  Today, I had it all.

Thank you for reading. 

Posted. Not Perfect.

A Vegan Father, navigating a non-vegan world.

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