Confession time: Do you know what the worst part about the #AtoZChallenge is?
It’s not remembering my ABCs. I was an English major, you know. It’s the pace of the thing when you don’t plan ahead enough. I’m behind in keeping up with the baddest (and I mean the baddest) Facebook blog group on the planet, too (the Peaceful Posse.)
To me that’s kind of fundamental, that part of this blogging thing.
By Easter Sunday, I should have read posts for at least three of my sisteren (The PP is mostly women) and those who’ve commented here and also a couple of others in my routine.
Instead, I’m writing my Friday post a day after I’d rather be posting it, awake because my glucose level crashed and I can’t find my stormtrooper for blog pictures anywhere.
I’ll get through this, fueled appropriately by Spotify playing Joe Cocker cranking out I’ll Get By With A Little Help From My Friends, because I will, thanks to you. To those who’ve been here since the early days and my new friends from the #AtoZ … I appreciate you.
What I’m grateful for
1. Being IN progress. Ever feel like you’re stuck in your ugly first draft? Some days feel worthy of the light of day. Others, comically not so. A few? Tragically not so. But to move? That’s divine. Even though it often wouldn’t pass the eye test. Progress is positive.
2-IMMUNE system meditations. All meditations on my app are COVID-related. I don’t sit and ruminate about coronavirus. But the boost to mindset and idea of being able to bolster my immune system when I venture out to pick up Pepsi Max at Target? Ideal.
3-INSIGHT from friends. Often it feels as if I’m navigating on mute. It’s sometimes hard to be heard. That’s when the best play is to listen. I’m fortunate to have friends who do that too, and to gain a bit of perspective on things that get stuck in my head.
What about you? What are you grateful for?
E is for End-of-your-career awards
F is for Frank, my uncle
H is for ✊🏻 haiku (my quarantine journal)