Lately I’ve been writing somewhat surface level posts. It’s not for lack of ideas or deep thoughts. I’m just not sure I can be that intense right now.
I’m so immersed in mourning the loss of my parents. And dealing with the long days of parenting. And trying to take care of my family. That when I get to the end of the day it doesn’t feel like there much left for me to pour onto the page.
Perhaps my writing mimics the ups and downs of life. I can only do what I can do. It can’t be forced. And I wonder am I losing motivation with this year long goal to post once per day?
But I don’t think that it’s. I think I’ve been drained for a long time now. And haven’t had a chance to replenish my creative energy. And I’m running on fumes most of the time.
But I’ve got some time off coming up. And I’m so looking forward to having a break from the routine. Getting to spend more time with my family without constraints.
I’ve always found that a break gives me clarity. Time away to refocus. Time away to do other things. Garden. Play guitar. Swim lessons with my son. Cook. Bake. Exercise. Time to revisit my vision for my life.
I’m grateful that I get to take some time away with my family, for myself, and that I can come back ready to face new challenges. And grateful to everyone who has continued on this journey with me into writing daily. Thank you all. And I hope you get time to replenish too.
