By: Mary Capalbo Through the years I’ve realized that I often believe the lie that time will wait for me. I plan out my days with no margin for error, and in the midst of it…even when I know that there is no way I can complete the tasks in the time I have left, I still try. It’s like I’m chasing after an imaginary sense of control that always eludes me.
The Heart Behind Margin
The Heart Behind Margin
The Heart Behind Margin
By: Mary Capalbo Through the years I’ve realized that I often believe the lie that time will wait for me. I plan out my days with no margin for error, and in the midst of it…even when I know that there is no way I can complete the tasks in the time I have left, I still try. It’s like I’m chasing after an imaginary sense of control that always eludes me.