I confess. I’m a semi-closeted heavy metal fan. Only a few people know that I enjoy everything from Led Zeppelin to Kiss, from Guns ‘N Roses to Ozzy Osbourne, but I do. I bring this up for the sole purpose of a little lead-in to this piece. Ozzy Osbourne’s “Crazy Train” to be specific, because it’s that time of year again, time for many to hop (or maybe even leap) on board the crazy train for the next 3 weeks or so. I get it. So much to do on top of what you already do, right? May I take a moment to offer up a potentially new perspective?
Those of you who have followed my blog over the past year, know that I have written about this subject before, so in light of the impending rise in social functions, I felt compelled to write again about the stratospheric popularity of busy. We’re all so, right?
But like allergies that rarely seemed to exist when I was a kid, what the phenomenon of busy has become over the past decade or two, blows my mind. I promise you though, I am no stranger to the subject. I was “that girl.” Busy girl. My kids, my job, my friends, my family, my volunteer obligations and on and on and on and when people said “Gee, I miss seeing you.” What did I say? Sorry, me too! Been busy. Didn’t call someone back? Sorry! Been busy. Missed that appointment? Oh my gosh, sorry. I’ve been SO busy.
Fast-forward to what I’m coming to see as my divine “grace of space “(that time between kids and grandkids) and I have been given the opportunity to re-evaluate many things in my life, including my busy status. It began simply enough. I started to realize that every time I said it to someone, I diminished them. I diminished their value by making them feel less important than those other things I was doing. Think I’m exaggerating? Do you feel more loved, honored, appreciated and cherished when busy is the reason you were back-burnered? I don’t, so I stopped.
This holiday season when you hop off that crazy train to actually spend time with people, spend time with them. Without the excuse of what seems to have become the hottest status symbol…busy.
In fact if you’ve been saying it all the time like I did, I challenge you to be aware of how often it becomes your staple “go to” when a simple “Yes, I miss seeing you too. Let’s do something about that, shall we?” will do. My goal? To abolish the word completely from my vocabulary when it comes to my personal status. I invite you this holiday season to consider the same and maybe, just maybe, we can make that crazy train a little more sane.