Sometimes I think we let ourselves get so busy that we lost sight of what really matters.
I'm a pro at this.
Being busy is something I thrive on. If I have free time, I always find ways to fill it. More classes, another job, more service, etc.
However, sometimes I think we forget the joy in just relaxing or not having a schedule.
Is being busy really a good thing?
I'm not so sure it is. When we're busy, we forget to stop and smell the roses (figuratively and literally).
Being busy is seen as a badge of honor, but at the end of the day isn't having time to spend quality time with our friends and family more important?