I always have been a multi-multitasker. At my best, I can do
four things at once, at worse, two. I have for years fought that part of my
personality, determining to fit into this unrealistic idea of normal that I
had. I would look at people who were specialist in what they did and long to be
like them. To know the one thing I would do with my life. I didn’t want to be a
general practitioner.
The older I got, the more I realized I’m not that kind of
normal. When I tried to do one thing at a time, I got bored quickly and moved
onto something else. After much trial and error, it dawned on me that
multitasking is my normal. It took me a little more time to accept this.
The revelation came primarily from my life. Yes,
multitasking was my habit, but my life explained to me why I did. I wear many
hats. I’m a wife, mom, and pastor. I have a budding writing career. I work full
time and go to school part time. I knit and I love to read. All of these things
are me.
In order to keep these caps on my head, I have to multitask.
Many days I feel like the peddler from the book, Caps for Sale. All of them precariously piled high on my head. And
as in the book, it only takes one monkey to send it all tumbling.
But the one head/many caps life works for me. That’s they
way God made me. And when I stopped fighting that truth, my multitasking became
easier. I realized that it was okay to got to bed exhausted after I gave my
life all I had. I had to let go of being specialist and life the general practitioner
life God called me to.
And I learned something in all that. A multitasking life is
a full life. Full of love, laughter, good times and joy. I wouldn’t change that
for the world.
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