I unearthed a blog post I made back on this date five years ago where I talk about my goals for the year, especially wanting to go back to writing fiction. I had a moment of shock thinking about my plans for that year, how they match the ones I made for this year, and wondering how did it all happen (or not happen)?
When I wrote that blog post five years ago, I didn’t know we’d welcome a new daughter to our house in the fall, the ensuing issues that came along with that event, or that a month into the next year I’d be moving up north, starting a new job, buying a house, learning to live in a new state, and then of course 2020 came along and then blink, and it’s now 2023. Life snowballed me downhill, plain and simple. I had to learn to not be hard on myself, to give myself some kindness and understanding, instead of putting myself down and seeing it all as a failure on my part.
So here I am, five years later, setting out to complete the goals I set in 2018, and hopefully, there won’t be any more snowballs dragging me along.
The Daily Highmoon 