Remember,me too!

Once again I find myself sitting at my desk and writing later in the day.I find the challenge in this is that I have already had a very busy day.I have spent the last 10 hours or so living life.What I have not had is any quiet time.I have not had any reflective time.My thoughts are a jumble of what I've already accomplished and what I still have planned.It's times like these when writing feels less like something that flows from me and more like another task I am trying to complete.Somehow that feels less genuine to me.
No wouldof shouldof couldofs involved here.Just an acknowledgement that this is not my preferred writing time or  space.
There is a lesson in this for me.I matter!That's right.I matter.And like finding time to work out, or do chores or make dinner,or everything else I find time for,I deserve the time I set aside daily to communicate with you. No one grants or denies me that time.It is there for me whenever I want to acknowledge its importance and how much I deserve it.
There are loads of excuses and rationalizations I could use as to why I am first taking some time at this late hour to try and write.Bottom line is,I put a whole bunch of things first, which in the end, puts me last.
Putting me first is still a work in progress.I like progress.It's another word for growth.
And I love growth!




Shavua Tov!