Just Some Thoughts…

It has been over a week since I have posted anything here. I think about writing every day. Every. Single. Day. I cannot explain why. My goal is to stop in here once a week & tell a story…share a story…maybe make up a story. I fell short this week, but better late than never. I hate falling short & I hate being late.

I have 435,021 stories that I eventually want to share in this space. Some are funny…those are my faves. Some are scary…& may or may not involve snakes. Some are hard…in a personal, naked-truth kind of way. Some have the potential to encourage, motivate, & otherwise push you to a better place. Some are full of Jesus. Some are about family & the sheer blast I had raising my kids. Some are about marriage & what the fairy tale really looks like. Some are about miracles. Some are sad. Some rhyme. Some will most definitely be politically incorrect. Some may veer into current events. Some will certainly involve tasty food.

Tonight’s story goes something like this:

It is a dark & stormy night. I am alone. (this is a true story, by the way) My husband is out of town, which means I will only achieve a modicum of sleep. The up-side is that I can type to my heart’s content without keeping my man awake. But I digress. Maybe it is the barometric pressure (hence the weather), but I feel a bit ill at ease tonight. Thinking back over the course of this week I could probably chalk it up to work-related stress…I mean, corporate tax season is no joke. Also, the death of a young lady who rodeoed with my kids just broke my heart…like somebody extinguished the sunshine. Then there are my clients who have asked me if I have gotten the Covid vaccine. No, I have not. No, I will not. That is definitely a story for another day, but the conversations about this political pandemic leave me weary. The culprit could also be menopause. Oh, how I hate menopause.

I do not feel this way often. I am normally upbeat, positive, & hopeful for the future. Tonight is different. I am not sure what you do when you find yourself caught in the doldrums, but I usually pray. If prayer is not part of your existance, I would like to highly recommend you try it sometime. There is something altogether calming & comforting, settling & centering, about connecting with one’s creator. So pray I shall. Tomorrow will be brighter, better, & most assuredly blessed. Till next time…