knowing when to say when
Lately I’ve been feeling a bit stressed, but it doesn’t make much sense.
We still have a few more weeks of summer. (I know, many of you are starting school already, but while you were jumping in the pool we had school until mid-June, so no complaining). My kids are at wonderful ages of gaining independence, which makes life so much easier than before. I’m doing some part-time work and enjoying it. But, like so many moms, I’m feeling pulled in too many different directions.
I realized some of my anxiety was about my personal commitment to write here multiple times per week. None of you are nagging me, but there’s this voice in my head constantly telling me I have got to put up some profound, insightful posts or all of you will run away and my site will collapse into a black hole. And I’m sure you all know that fear of imminent black hole collapse, combined with guilt about a wreck of a house, family who needs love and attention, actual paid work that needs to get done, other writing commitments, and oh-my-gosh-summer-is-almost-over-we-must-create-some-fun-memories-now doesn’t make for great creative writing. Or maybe it does, but it’s not working for me right now.
I want my words to be fresh and interesting, not just space fillers. I want to write through inspiration, not obligation. And I want to reflect a life of appreciated moments, not put off those moments to slap up a post.
So, as we prepare for one more road trip next week, I’m going to take that pressure to create profoundness off the table. I might post a few golden not-so-oldies, I might write when I’m inspired, but you might see fewer posts for a few weeks.
I hope that’s okay with you–it might even be a relief. Just tell me you won’t disappear into a black hole, okay?
And if you have any summer left, please enjoy it and appreciate the moments with me.