In June I challenged myself to post something every weekday for a year. I met that challenge without fail for nearly four months. Every weekday I posted something, sometimes very brief, others more elaborate. And then, one third of the way through the challenge, I stumbled. Exhaustion, stress, and other pressing matters caught up with me and I missed one, then another, and stopped altogether for two weeks.
But I am back now, resolved to persevere. An injury kept me home one day this week, and though the pain still reminds me every minute how fragile and vulnerable this body is, I am back on my feet with renewed clarity about my priorities, where I want to be, who I want to spend time with, what I need to be doing.
My first step to recovery was learning to breathe again, slowly, deeply, calmly. And then I picked up my pen and began to write. The pain stays with me, but in many ways I am recovered and reclaimed.
[Daily post 083 of 260 in my year-long challenge.] ♨