Lately it seems as if sitting down to write is getting harder and harder....not because I don't enjoy it, because I do. It's just that life has become a little chaotic and stressful, as it tends to do in all of us, and I find myself "whipped" by the end of the day.
Usually, I consider myself a morning person. However, something happened when the time changed a couple of weeks ago. That morning person has vamoosed....totally gone....she has left the building.
I have signed onto blogger and enjoyed following the blogs of people who I read. And I'll even start to post myself, and find myself staring at the screen.
My stresses are no different than most of the rest of the world...it just seems to me as if they are all piling on at once. An unexpected death of a partner in our firm, the aftermath that leaves at the office, the normal "year end" work that takes place in accounting, the lack of Christmas planning which now has me in a panic, the realization that both of my girls have birthdays right around the corner, a stack of bills sitting on my desk at home to be paid, health concerns of family members, relationship worries.....basically....just life.
These days I feel as if I'm hanging by a thread...and the worry that my thread isn't strong enough to hold me. Then I remember to whom I am bound....and I smile. God is the thread that holds me together.
Yep, I'm hanging by a thread. And it's all okay.
