Numbering our Days

It is an interesting concept to imagine our life as a time limit. But really we all have a certain amount of time allotted to us. If we can value our time, and live as those that are in hospice, that are actually told they had a certain amount of time left, what would we change? I have read a few of books about time management, and lived through my Franklin Covey planner. I can confidently describe myself as a productive person. I have accomplished a few things, such as a degree in health care, written some scripts, and more importantly I'm a proud mother with a child that has a busier schedule than me :) But if you look at my life, I'm just running.
I knew there was a problem when I would have to cut out early from one commitment only to be late to the next. Leave early from one, be late to the next, repeatedly. I have created anxiety on the daily basis trying to do a whole lot of nothing. If everything is important, nothing is important. I mean doesn't that make sense? How can everything be important? If my sons baseball game is important to me so I rush from work, as I eat in my car, to make it for the 2nd inning and then take out my iPhone, and I'm trying to be a good sister, daughter, friend and so on by answering all these messages I have missed throughout the day, I look up and its the last inning and I missed his awesome play at third base, is my son's game really important? Who am I giving my full attention to? No one, if everyone is important, no one is important.
I have learned recently that health is freedom and that should never be taken for granted, and although my days are not literally numbered it's such an eye opener to see this race we are all apart of. People-when you are eating meals in your car, on your phone at dinner, working when you shouldn't be, and so on, STOP, for a moment, Just stop and create a breathing room. Prioritize so you can create a cushion. Live the life you want to live and honor your dreams.