I was with a friend on Saturday who was talking to me about blogging. “How do you find enough things to blog about, Ronna?” I told him that I have PLENTY. Those who know me know that I have no less than a zillion things going on in my brain at any one point in time. So, when it comes to blogging, it’s usually a matter of choosing which thing to blog about. Some days I can get a couple posts written…like a squirrel storing up nuts for later! Today is one of those days: no lack for content.
Should I write about how the day feels like it slipped away from me with little to nothing to show for it?
Should I write about how much pressure I feel to be aggressively/creatively marketing my business so that I am accruing paying clients for the work I love…and how easy it is to push that to the side for other “urgent” items?
Should I write about how I kept thinking I should do a better job of setting priorities in various realms: my business, other work responsibilities, email correspondence, writing, friends, home, being a mom…
And speaking of being a mom, should I write about the horrific fight I had with my days-away-from-11-year-old-daughter this morning before she left for school?
As thoughts and feelings meander in and out of consciousness I am aware that the more diluted my day (and my focus) become, the less I get done – and the less intentional I am about the things that matter (translate: my daughter). My thoughts matter. My intentions matter. My actions matter. And most days I can sync those things up. Just not today. It’s easy to feel like the day and my efforts were wasted. It’s easy to feel guilty.
It is Monday. Maybe that’s it. Even if so, it doesn’t “solve” for the fact that the day sees far less accomplishments than I needed/hoped for at its end. It doesn’t solve for the fact that as I went from one task to another, I never stopped long enough to bring some order to the laundry list of to-do’s. It doesn’t solve for the fact that Abby walked to the bus this morning in tears. Yep: it’s easy to feel like the day and my efforts were wasted. It’s easy to feel guilty.
So…I could blog about any and all of these things (OK, I know: that is what I’m doing) and/or I could extend myself grace, remember that I’m human, ask for forgiveness (of self and Abby), and get a good night’s sleep. Tomorrow will come soon enough – with more pressing responsibilities, tasks, and demands. As well, tomorrow will offer me opportunity to be patient with Abby (and myself), to re-focus on the things that matter, to prioritize the lists, and to dive into the work at hand. And, the truth is that all of this, all of tomorrow, will offer me even more to blog about.
What to blog about? There’s no limit, really. Blogging is a space in which I can process – relatively openly to all who read. It is a space in which I can “hear” my own voice and thoughts and then have new and better perspective. It is a space in which I remember that I’m human, that I succeed and fail, that I attempt and avoid, that I celebrate and confess. It is a space in which I’m me.
So…not the best of days, but plenty to blog about. Always.
And just in case you are wondering: I met Abby after school, we hugged for a long time, and agreed that we could both do better tomorrow, but that we’re OK today. It’s true.
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Thanks for sharing this! I’ve just had two days like that!
(Well, minus the mom-guilt. Does dog-guilt count? Her name is Abbey….
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All the best!
deb
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