I was all set to post a great quote and follow-up on pessimism today, but I’m not feeling it.
When you walk around with a positive attitude, hell-bent on being everyone’s cheerleader, including your own, the energy sometimes wanes. Especially when your hit with a blow.
Someone close to me is ill.
After losing a breast to cancer, she was just told there are numerous tumors in her brain. To operate or not, is the question she and her family are struggling with this very moment. How do I go about my day with feeble decisions to make: will I finish my article for Writing Kid? When will I decide the dates of my young writers summer studio?
Seriously, I need to make the decision of where to go to come apart. As women, we are the pillars of strength for those who are weak. The open arms, the strong shoulders, the voice of reasoning. Where do we go when we need to cry? A locked bathroom, closet floor, parked car? Our blog?
I do know that writing about it makes it better. Somehow.
What is pressing heavily on your heart today? Write about it. Hopefully, you’ll reread the pasage in the future and feel lighter.