I’m discovering that writing something every day that’s actually worth someone’s time to read is not easy. Some days I know exactly what I want to say; other days I have absolutely no idea. Like today.
On days like this it would be easy to say it doesn’t matter. And on one level, it doesn’t. There are much bigger things going on in the world than worrying about one little blog post.
But … it would also mean that I’m choosing to believe that today it’s too hard. Too hard to marshall my thoughts, and craft some words on the screen. And I know that I often give up too quickly, too easily. So this poem from a 12-year old was a timely reminder for me, not to give up. Maybe it will be encouraging for you too.
Flourish! 