It’s not what you look at that matters; it’s what you see. ~ Henry David Thoreau
Today is day one of my third year participating in the March Slice of Life Writing Challenge, and I am a little nervous. I am excited to be part of this group of dedicated writers and read all their inspiring blogs, but I am afraid I won’t meet the challenge.
Life has been crazy as it is for everyone, but I feel like I have been thrown a few curve balls that are keeping me from being on my A game of life. Physical pain and anxiety have been creeping in and preventing me from accomplishing certain things. It can be disheartening if I let it, but I am really working on pushing through it. I wake up each day with the idea that it is going to be a good day.
I remember during last year’s challenge there were nights I was submitting my slice just under the midnight deadline. I was determined not to fail. That was stupid. How can missing one or two days of slicing be a failure when I wrote for at least 25 more days in March than I did in the previous two-three months? It is all in your perspective.
I don’t ask my students for perfection. Why should I expect it from myself? I do value people who make a commitment and follow through, but if for some reason I miss a day of posting, I promise to be kind to myself. I will not beat myself up or throw in the towel. There is always the promise of a new day. I can only be my best, not anyone else’s best.