Time For Caregivers

Sometimes I think about what I have done all day; I ask my self where did the day go, and why didn't I accomplish what I had set out to do. When I look back , and analyze my day, I realize how the time went. Recently, I have begun to unclutter my day by letting go of what I don't need to do, and sometimes don't even want to do.

It reminds me of a talk I had a year or so ago with the members of a support group for caregivers. We were talking asbout the same thing, how they never seemed to have time for themselves. We looked at all the tasks they were performing, and all the things they were doing, and we talked about uncluttering--just the way you do with a closet or a room in your house. At first it seemed daunting to people. They objected, saying that I didn't really understand what it was like for them, and how they had to run every day, and how they had their mother/father/husband plus their own husband/kids/ etc.

But then when they started to think about it, and writing down what they had done, they began to see that there were lots of ways that minutes added up to the hours. It was as if they stopped the whirlwind that came in the emotional exhaustion and stress, and could see a bit of an island.

I don't know what they did with those minutes, or how they followed up, but my guess would be that, if they followed through, there was more time for themselves than they had thought.

Like there is more time for me. I could stop writing postings for this blog. That would give me........hmmmm