This morning, instead of being excited about the events planned for Homecoming Weekend with my daughter, I was reminded how badly I felt when I unintentionally let a friend down many years ago. The situations were completely different; the emotions were almost identical. I had been diligent about writing daily, expressing my thoughts on a myriad of subjects, eager to put pen to paper yet yesterday vanished without a single sentence. I feel I let not only let myself down but disappointed those who are gracious enough to peruse my daily musings. “Get over it, I’m not that important” I said to myself. But you know what, if I don’t think I’m important, how can I expect anyone else to take notice?
Luckily I was able to get a grip and get back to business. I’ve read of the importance of writing daily and I can attest to that. On any given day, no matter where I am, I have a jillion thoughts swirling around my head like a gyroscope. It’s essential for me to put them down somewhere, paper, computer, anywhere, just be sure to note it for if not, I may regret not remembering the pertinent details of my thoughts. And we all know where thoughts lead. The imagination is a beautiful gift if nature, meant to be indulged.
The fact is that our long trip was emotionally tiring, I suppose from monotony. Arriving at our hotel room at 3am, I was physically ready for bed but my mind was not. After checking my emails, my eyes started to close and off to bed I went. I woke in time to get dressed, grab a bite at the hotel breakfast bar and on to campus to finally see my daughter for the first time in a month. We had a wonderful time, culminating with a nice dinner out with her and her roommate. By the time I got back to the hotel last evening, I was emotionally tired but decided to check my emails before starting some serious writing. Reading emails, checking FB, Twitter, and all the other media I’m subscribed to was like wading through quicksand. I couldn’t even finish reading everything; I was so tired I just went to bed, waking frustrated.
No pity pots for me. Today is another day. It will be full of pleasant and exciting things. We’ll visit our daughter, run some errands, maybe do a little shopping, watch a ball game and have a nice meal. This evening, we’ll attend a Star Gazing activity planned at the Observatory. I have my trusty pen and pad by my side as well as camera to capture all the noteworthy moments. Hopefully the weather will cooperate. Now that disillusionment with my own abilities has quieted, I can look forward to a wonderful day. No more regrets or excuses. I know what I have to do, what I want to do and what I need to do. Andiamo!
“We must all suffer one of two things: the pain of discipline or the pain of regret or disappointment.” ~ Jim Rohn
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