I haven’t written in a few days. Five now, actually. When I skipped the first of these five days, I thought I’ll just write two tomorrow. But I didn’t and now it’s five days later and the 31 days are almost up. I thought about writing a bunch of posts in one night to catch up… but I decided, even though it bothers me that I’m not catching up, to give myself some grace. This isn’t easy for me, but I know deep in my heart that my blog and writing every single day isn’t as important as my family, and so I’m not going to stress out and make everything more difficult around here because I’m trying to pump out 5 blog posts at once. I feel like the Big Guy approves of this.
Now, I might keep writing until I’ve written the 31 posts, or maybe I won’t. Life is busy and I want to make sure that I’m spending my energy on the things that really truly matter.
This post is a part of a 31 day series in which I write about the extraordinary in my ordinary moments. To see a list of all the other posts, click here.