The day after Christmas can be a let-down. But I am filled with renewed optimism for the remaining days of this year and for the new year. Finding my voice in this blog has awakened my love of writing. My writing for publication has had a rocky road this past year.
A hip replacement, numerous rejections, and other disappointments sometimes derailed me, but this blog, with a few days' exception, was a constant.
More than the writing, though, is an awareness of what I know, what I feel, what I believe. Even after (many) decades of living, I frequently wonder what my purpose here on earth is. What is it I'm supposed to be doing? What is it I'm supposed to be learning? Writing about what I know is true is confirmation that I do have a purpose, even when I sometimes get lost along the way.
This I know for sure: each of us has a purpose. Each of us must fulfill our measure of creation.
I hear you about the letdown after Christmas but I like your attitude.
ReplyDeletePersonally, I love the days after Christmas. Really. Step one: don't go to the store. I know, I know, what about all those deals. I'll tell you a dirty little secret. I don't care. I'll pay more for the same blinkin' thing next year if it means I'm not at the store the day after Christmas. Step two: leftovers. I just spent hours upon hours more than usual making that food. Pie contains fruit. Fruit is good for breakfast. Therefore. . . . Step three: I love just hanging out and playing with the kids. Please understand that this means that I get to be a child myself. I'm the one bouncing on my toes to open the new game, or to see if we can get the motorized car to go up an even steeper hill on the track. It's a great time for reading, writing, and reflecting. Incidentally, I'm currently drawing a blank on good resolutions. Probably because I'm already perfect, I'm sure. Or it could be that the toffee went to my head and I just can't think right.
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