WOULD YOU LIKE TO JOIN ME FOR A SLOW SEPTEMBER?
Growing up, September was always a busy month in my home.
My brother, sister and I went back to school and of course, this added more responsibilities to my mother’s already very full plate.
Looking back, I realise what a blur it must have been for her—getting us out the door in the morning, organising our meals, usually working two jobs—all while caring for my disabled father.
My memories of her are ones of constant movement; she was always rushing from one place to another and as a young girl, I greatly admired her.
When I took my first steps into adulthood, I followed in her path. I went to college in September and worked two jobs too—always busy and always rushing, just like my mom.
It wasn’t until nearly 15 years later that I started to question this way of life.
While of course, I still greatly admire my mother for everything she did for us, I also wish I could have given her (and myself) the gift of slower living.
Or at least, a Slow September …
You see—I’ve since learned that feelings of stress and overwhelm don’t have to be constant, even during the busy season of life. The key is to start small.
Even on busy days, you can take a few quiet minutes to slow down, breathe, reflect, and relax.
I believe this is where slow living begins—by taking small, intentional steps forward.
By rejecting busyness (even if it’s just for a few minutes) and prioritising our wellbeing. By learning to see the quiet beauty in every day even when it feels like there’s chaos all around us.
When we nurture those quiet moments, they bloom and with time, slow living becomes a part of who you are.