by Peg Brantley, Writer at work, stumbling toward publication
Some days . . .
. . . I feel stuck, the words all clogged up somewhere beyond my reach. The story that was so clear to me yesterday is suddenly a tangled mess of impossible plot lines.
. . . my vision is blurry and my nose is stuffed, which seems to effect my cognitive abilities as well.
. . . I feel like I have too many things that need taken care of, but if you asked me to tell you what they were, I couldn't name more than three. I just FEEL like they're there are dozens out there, waiting for me fix them/clean them/cook them or otherwise deal with them.
And then some days, well . . .
Okay, you made me cry first thing in the morning. What courage and grace! I will express nothing but gratitude all day.
ReplyDeleteCount your blessings every day, is what I say. Every one of them.
ReplyDeletePeg, my vision is now blurry, too.
ReplyDeleteThat is beautiful. Thanks for sharing.
I just saw this earlier today. Watched it several times. It made me cry, too.
ReplyDeleteI agree that we should all count our blessings. We have more than we realize most of the time. Great post, Peg!
AFter attending a memorial service yesterday, I'm aware today that life is precious. And short. No matter your days. Between that and this video, perspective and balance are easier to find. I hope I can keep that awareness with me.
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