I had a plan. I really did.
It was a great plan.
A calendar filled with my writing plans, blog posts, and craft book study for 2014. It was going to be a great year. I was going to be productive, prolific, and positive.
That lasted about one month.
Then life happened.
Unemployment, urgent money issues, health and pain issues, surgeries.
In the midst of all that, Artist Daughter and Saint Nick, along with Poet Son moved to the mountains of Montana. Although I am happy for their adventure, my home and my mother’s heart is a little emptier.
I feel the specters of anxiety and depression tapping at the window, hoping I’ll throw up the sash and let them stay a while.
And just when things seemed like they couldn’t get any worse, they got better.
(You thought I was going to go on whining, didn’t you?)
As it seems to happen, grace flows in the midst of struggle, and a job opportunity presented itself. Now Keeper Hubby and I will also be traveling a new path, discovering a new adventure.
We’ll be leaving behind the purple sunsets of Oklahoma that we’ve grown to love for seventeen years for the bluegrass of Lexington, Kentucky.
So as surgeries heal and health improves, we are busy with packing, selling our house, and trying to figure out how to move four cats 725 miles (!)
And why tell you all this?
Because maybe you had a plan, too.
And life got all stuck and smeared in the teeth of your plans, like a piece of black licorice that reveals itself every time you smile.
Learn to ebb and flow with the things we can’t control by corralling the things we can control.
Be gentle with yourself.
Find your peace on the inside.
Flow around obstacles like water.
When the chaos slows down, you can easily readjust to being productive, prolific, and positive.
That’s my plan, anyway. 😉
I apologize for the huge silence on this blog for the last month, and I may be posting less often until the dust settles, but I hope you’ll stick it out with me.
I’m still going to work that writing and blog post plan going forward, and now some opportunities for new Write Anywhere venues seem likely.
Have you had any chaotic life situations that have thwarted your writing plans? How did you handle it?