50 Came and Went
Some things I’m learning while writing daily
This is my 53rd article in this blog. When I think about it from the past, it feels like a lot — more than 50 seems pretty good. When I think about it from the future, it feels like a drop in the bucket — 365 feels like a long way off.
I’ve already learned a bit about myself. For example, I’ve learned that I sing out loud the old gospel song, “One day at a time, sweet Jesus” on many days. I do it so much that I recently found myself doing it in front of people I would not normally do that in front of. I don’t know more of the song than that so all I can do is sing the same line over and over. Kind of like a mantra, I guess. “One day at a time, sweet Jesus!”
I learned that Hubby thinks he is coming across looking pretty good so far. So, now I’m racking my brain for a good story to share that puts him in a bad light. It just isn’t as easy as it sounds.
I’ve learned that ideas tend to come to me in cycles. A few days go by and I’ve got nothing interesting to say. Then, I’ll have trouble deciding which one thing to write about on a particular day. Nothing about me is consistent.
I’ve learned that I say, “nothing about me is consistent” fairly consistently and that it isn’t really true at all. I think my friends would call me very consistent. So what I really mean when I say that is that I rarely do something that is good for myself consistently. I do things for others consistently all the time.
These are just some things I’ve learned while writing over 50 days in a row. I have three goals in this endeavor:
- To show enough self-discipline to write every day for a year.
- To gain some insight not only on my past but on what the next 50 years may look like for Hubby and me.
- To become one of Anne Lamott’s best friends. I am absolutely fine being one of many!
This is Year 49 …