This morning is a great example. We always go to the store Thursday mornings to stock up for the week. My thought was to take my shower early so my hair would have a chance to dry naturally before we went out. That was my plan and I even shared it with my husband. That’s when things started to go a little haywire.

As I headed in to take my shower, my husband suddenly (or perhaps he just remembered it) developed a sore toe that I needed to look at. That took about 10 minutes. Then the cat needed attention, another 5 minutes down the drain. I remembered an email that needed to be sent and meds that needed to be ordered. Small interruptions to the plan, yet by the time I took care of them I had lost any time advantage I might have had. I’ll still get my shower, but I’ll be going out with a wet head, something my mother always gave me grief about.

The interruptions to my plan started to irritate me but then I stopped, took a deep breath, and realized something. Those disruptions are the things that give my life meaning. I am glad that my husband asks for my help rather than letting things go until they are really bad. I enjoy having a cat and the added work is nothing compared to the comfort and entertainment she brings. The emails I send help me stay connected to the world outside our PD diagnosis.  Rather than be irritated, I need to be thankful that I have these interruptions in my life because they signify purpose, connectedness, and love. Things that are definitely more important than any personal plan I might make on my own.