My poem yesterday stunk. I wasn’t satisfied with it. I need to get back to writing and making it a habit. I thought the prompt would be helpful, but it was frustrating!
It was frustrating because I’m out of sync. I am out of sync because I’m not writing.
My life has been a little overwhelming over the last year. Maybe a little more than a little.
It is part of my routine to help organize and facilitate home-school for the kids. They are doing awesome! It’s been a fun adventure. However, we have also struggled with misfortune– some of our family members battled illness while others with more serious health problems. My father-in-law with Bladder Cancer and my sister with Intracranial Hypertension. (Sn: My father-in-law is now cancer-free, but my sister may have to have surgery.)
Mix in some familial and relational problems. It’s a rocky road. My life is never normal on this note. Nor will I ever expect it to be.
Then, the seasonal depression sunk in over winter. The cold and darkness doesn’t agree with me. Winter has a choke-hold on Spring, and he’s winning..
The wind is wicked. Messing with the power like a naughty kid flipping the light switch! Snow lazily falling from the sky.
Not making time to write.
I am over it.
Time to find my motivation, again.