Dear Time...a letter of MODERATION.
Dear Time, "For a stalk to grow or a flower to open there must be time that cannot be forced; nine months must go by for the birth of a human child; to write a book or compose music often years must be dedicated to patient research ...To find the mystery there must be patience, interior purification, silence, waiting...." -Pope John Paul II I'm a self confessed list maker. I like writing things down to simply cross them off moments later. I like the accomplishment of a completed list and a fresh start with the turn of the notepad. All my life really, I've been making lists. And as a result, all of my life, I have been driven to complete tasks a quickly as possible. The check marks are endless. I complete one list after another. Even when I was young, the perfectionist in me wanted to get as much done in as little time as possible. The other day my mom brought up a funny story about me in the 3rd grade. As the story goes, I used to dress myself for school the ni