Maybe it was my life.
Thinking today of how Parker serves versus myself. When a person calls for help, Parker drops whatever he is doing, without hesitation, and goes. I spend a lot of time rearranging my schedule, wondering if this service can wait a day, being more concerned with myself and my commitments than another’s needs. But that is happening less and less.
At first I thought my heart was changing. Now I’m thinking that without a business to run that required certain actions at particular times, with pre-made meals stuffed in the freezer and an easy to clean house since I have banned Parker from any construction projects inside, it isn’t my heart that’s changed, it’s my life.