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Confession
Our inner feeling rarely gets it wrong.
We all pobably need a quarterly reminder about how precious is our life and how limited resource is our time.
Yesterday I just could not shake off the feeling of sadness. Sadness related to the realization how fast is time flying. How fast my four kids are growing.
The sadness was not so much about the inevitable natural law of “kids grow up”, but more about the realization of how much better I could use my time and my focus in order to live these precious years and motherhood with more presence and intensity.
While the 15 years of hospitality entrpreneurship have provided me with a lot of freedom as a mother (I have never skipped a school event and most of the time I am there to pick them from school), they have also provided me with a lot of stress, worry and scattered attention.
How many times have I not looked up from my computer when somebody says “mommy?”?
How many times have I said “mommy can’t play as mommy has to work”.
How many times have I priorities the pressure from my team or from our clients over my kids?
One too many.
I guess it really is not necessary to make this balance at this specific point in time or to judge myself. Instead I can try to be and do better every…
