If I don’t want to break my posting streak… I’d better write
I have nothing to say so this is where I just start talking and see what comes out.
Today was our regular monthly writers group meeting and I was planning to go. I’d signed up for read and critique. I read, they critique. I was looking forward to it and it turned out better than hoped. Now, I’m looking forward to the rewrite. I’ll share soon.
The theme was Christmas.
I’ve been reluctant to write about family traditions, memories, and all of that. With my dysfunctional and abusive childhood, I don’t have many memories, never mind good ones.
This year it seemed it was time to write something.
I have to say, the exercise turned out to be an uplifting experience. The piece started on a somber note and ended with a lighthearted vibe. It wasn’t until I reread it before the meeting that I fully appreciated the transition to happy.
It’s easy to get caught up in past memories, forgetting about present blessings.
Life has been good to me. It hasn’t been perfect, it never is. But when I think about the way life could have gone post-abuse, I’m grateful.
There are many reasons why life turned out so well but I think the main one had to do with choices.
Years ago, a visitor looked around our house and her comment left me stunned. “Why do you get to live in such a nice place.”
I’ve since considered that comment many times. Eventually I could verbalize some things. We weren’t special. We weren’t living in a higher price range with something they couldn’t have had. It all had to do with choices.
Cheerful is important to me. I can handle the tough parts of life if my surroundings are visually pleasing.
We chose to hold out for the right place. We looked at a lot of places before finding the one but it was worth it.
Don’t settle. That’s my motto. Hold out for pleasing.
This day is nearly over and time is running out.
I can’t leave without saying, there have been no good book suggestions today. I have been reading an enjoyable collection, though.
Sadly, the collection is from last year and no longer available on Kindle.
I’m not sure how I missed reading it last year.
There are a few still available in paperback.
Well. I fulfilled my promise of having nothing much to say, don’t you think.
Maybe tomorrow will be better.