So here I am, staring at this blank page. It has been quite a while since I’ve written, one of my longest breaks in a good amount of time. It wasn’t a planned break, it just happened. Well, life happened, as it tends to do. As much as we try with all of our imaginary might to slow it down, it just keeps on flying and the best we can do is fight to keep our hair out of our lip gloss as it breezes by.
I try to not apologize for it because the time was greatly needed. Adding in a new job on top of my many other roles caused a bit of an imbalance and I am just now beginning to calibrate. I actually think I need to plan more of these breaks as they allow time for a very important gut check. This whole blogging thing is strange, if I really stop to think about it.
“What do you write about?”, they ask.
“Erm, my life? My dogs? My…self?”, I reply a bit sheepishly. It sounds terribly uninteresting. I don’t make any income from it, it just makes me happy. That is until life gets involved and it becomes just another to-do on my list. When it gets to that point and stops being a source of joy, it’s time to take a break and reevaluate.
The verdict? I still really, really love it. Even if no one reads or comments, I will keep on writing. The people I have heard from make it worth it. The creative outlet it provides makes it worth it. The amount I’ve learned about myself through writing here makes it worth it. The amazing people I’ve met through this space of mine make it worth it. It’s all, very much, worth it.