My holiday was ruined

I just got back from a holiday in the Blue Mountains, a place known for its beautiful views, peaceful surroundings and bush walks through some of the most stunning country you will ever set foot on. 

It poured rain the entire time.

My suitcase full of active wear made it back to Sydney in almost pristine condition and although I was a little disappointed that I hadn’t been able to do any of the walks I had been planning on, the forced rest was exactly what I needed. The rain washed away all of our plans and with it all of the pressure from the need to do anything but keep warm and dry.

In life the need to be doing something can often take over, and we rarely give ourselves the opportunity to just be. Even when we are on holidays the tendency is to do something, visit the tourist sites, make the most of it! 

My rainy holiday and forced rest has made me reflect on all the things I would have missed out without the chance to just be. Extra hugs in the morning (and afternoon, and evening), getting creative with what we ate because no one wanted to go to the supermarket, learning that a good rain jacket is way better than an umbrella and that you can’t end a game of UNO on a power card. 

It also makes me wonder what we miss out on everyday because we're so busy doing things, checking off lists and only allowing ourselves to rest when it’s all done. 

When we fill every moment, how will the new stuff ever come in?