Interruptions

It must be a mom-thing, but I always feel so synced with my dear friend, Heather, who lives thousands of miles away in my beloved Arizona! I have recently been struggling with my own frustrations as a task-driven individual given the responsibility to relate to, nurture, and invest in two precious souls. Scott often calls me his little bureaucrat, and he's really not that far off. There is nothing that would give me more joy that to be locked in a windowless room with a large stack of papers to sort. (Ok...maybe one window!) Instead, my life is a series of "interruptions", as Heather much more eloquently explains. My prayer is that God will give me the ability to enjoy the souls he has placed in my care far more than the tasks that accompany them, and hopefully there the interruptions will die!