Posted on October 2, 2018
A Place to Start
For years I have wanted to be a writer and inspiring (and kind). Well it’s that time of year again, October. This means it’s time for the annual attempt at writing 31 days. The time of year when I talk about and try to write for 32 days straight.
It’s 8pm and there just aren’t any inspiring words here. I even planned out the entire month so that this word block wouldn’t happen. But here I am. Sitting with the dog and waiting for Manifest to come on TV.
I’m learning to be okay with imperfection and missed timelines. I’m learning that I’m not that great of a person AND that maybe I’m pretty okay.
Mostly I’m learning that the negative Nancy who constantly runs her mouth internally is just a mean girl. She doesn’t really tell the truth and no one else listens to her.
I wonder what else I’ll work out here this month. If you’re so inclined, meet me here tomorrow. I have a whole plan that I want to loosely stick with.
This is going to be a grace-filled place!
