Feels like it shouldn't take twenty minutes of staring at a blank screen with my fingers hovering quietly above the keyboard before I can think of anything to write about. This blog is all about me, and I'm right here having new experiences every day. Why is this so hard? I'm trying to think back to when I wrote a post every day. I always had something to share, some horrifying story turned humorous. Something that should have made me want to crawl under a table and suck my thumb, but ended up making me laugh instead.
That's just it.
I'm stuck in the thumb-sucking/table-crouching mode. I know I've missed it here in the blogosphere, but I think more than just something fun to pass time, it was a way to reorganize my thought process.
What's the old prayer, "Lord, grand me the something-or-other to do some-thing-or-other... and to accept the things I cannot change." That part right there. Blogging forced me to find humor in the things I couldn't change. To enjoy them. To conciously look for them and hope they came my way. Let's face it, if everything was good all the time, nothing would ever be funny.
So my problem right now seems to be that I'm stuck looking at the ridiculousness that is reality. I've forgotten how to flip the switch; how to find the funnies in the newspaper of my life.
Today, I welcome myself back to cathartic blogging. Let the humility begin!
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