"Honey, Maggie Jones said. Victoria. Listen to me. You're here now. This is where you are."
~ Kent Haruf, Plainsong
I wake up most mornings and lie in bed for a time, taking in the quiet and thinking about my day. I wake up with gratitude and excitement and long list in my head of things I will get done. I work hard to stay present in each moment and mentally check things off my list. But somehow, as the minutes and hours click by, I often lose sight of those goals and I find myself just folding into the moment. And most days, I am okay with this.
Lately, during those quiet morning moments, my thoughts often drift to this space and the fact that I miss writing, as mundane as it is at times. It is funny; this blog can sit dormant for a week or so because I am busy or have nothing to say, and I am okay, because I know when the time is right I can come back. But somehow, knowing it was enabled, messed with my brain and bothered me a great deal.
So I am back, back writing in this space. Writing when the mood hits me; no pressure, no expectations.
For now, this is where I am.
thanks for your understanding
and your patiences with this old lady,