I wrote and posted every day in March, which was quite an accomplishment in my humble opinion. Some days were harder than others to find the time of course. The last time I posted was a week ago. Maintaining that daily schedule continually just isn’t feasible right now. I did do some writing, just didn’t post it. Now I think I’m ready to spend a little more time developing an idea, then editing and revising the post before it goes out.
Of course, tonight comes and I don’t have the energy or time to work on the piece I previously started. It’s okay, one step at a time. Even if sometimes they are baby steps.
So grateful for this blogging challenge. I have developed the daily habit, finally. And I don’t plan on losing it.
I appreciate all my fellow bloggers showing their support, by reading and commenting. I know it was a challenge to do your own writing and then to take time to read others.
Looking forward to continuing with the Tuesday Slices!
What a relief! My daughter finally called me. She’s been upset with me since Friday night and hadn’t responded to texts or calls. She’s all of 24, but living on the West Coast so I can’t just go see her.
I wasn’t worried about her safety, just wanted to know that she wasn’t holding a grudge. She still might be, but she had a problem and who do you call but your mom, even if there’s nothing she can do because she’s 1000’s of miles away!
Isn’t it funny how once a mom, always a mom? You don’t grow out of the job. Course in many ways it does get easier. No more diaper bags and temper tantrums. In other ways, it gets more complicated. At least Mother’s Day isn’t too far away.
It’s over. It went by way too fast.
The weekends usually do.
Funny how that works, fun things go by quickly. Things you’d rather not be doing take way too long.
Is that why your life seems to go by in the blink of an eye?
One day you wake up and you’re on the downhill slope to 100.
Your kids turn 18 and it seems like just yesterday you were changing diapers.
Favorite memories you share a little too often are now antiques from the previous century.
Funny how that works.
I didn’t notice it till I got home at the end of a full day. Looking in the mirror, I’m thinking, really? Nobody said anything. All day. No one. Not the 24 students I had, the multiple teachers I worked with, no one.
I was wearing two different earrings. Very different. One longer, fuller, sparkling crystals. The other, shorter, darker. You would think somebody would say, something. Like maybe, “I didn’t notice that was the new style now”. Or “What’s wrong with you, don’t you look in the mirror before you leave the house?”
Actually I did when I was brushing my teeth. I did when I put my makeup on. I did when I washed my hands in the bathroom. So I don’t pay attention as much as everyone else!
Weirdest thing happened on the way home from yoga today. I’m really relaxed, thinking about what I’m making for dinner. All of a sudden, I realize there’s a cop coming towards me. As I’m watching, I see a truck in front of it starting to pull over. Than another cop rushes around the traffic and pulls to a stop with the other two cars.
So I pull over like I would for an ambulance. Most everyone else does too. And I’m watching as the cops start to get out, but they don’t walk over to the truck. They are standing behind their car doors. Suddenly I realize, they’ve got their guns drawn! Holy crap, this is not my yoga class anymore.
I’m thinking, what am I supposed to do? Do I stay where I am, possibly in line of fire if there are any stray bullets? Do I get out of their way? Is that more of a distraction? Will I be in violation of something? It really caught me off guard, but then I kind of snapped to and realized that I better get out of the way. The cops weren’t moving and I really didn’t want to see what would happen when they did.
Once I took off and was out of ‘danger’ I realized that Nirvana was on the radio singing “I don’t have a gun.” I just prayed that I wouldn’t forget how amazing that was before I could get home and write it down!
Stressed at the end of the day with an overflowing desk
Learning to let it go more
I wish I was better at it
Chill, it will still be there tomorrow
Each and every piece of it.
in honor of the Slice of Life Story Challenge I’ve been participating in during March.