I didn’t mean for three weeks to go by without blogging. Life just got in the way. But in reality, I made other things priorities, and my blog took a back seat. And you know what? I lost my joy. I’ve been rather blah lately — and stressed. Life doesn’t have the same pizzazz as usual. And when I stopped being busy long enough to analyze that, I realized it’s because I haven’t been following my passion. I got derailed by distractions.
Writing gets me jazzed. I feel accomplished and invigorated when my thoughts flow through my fingers onto my computer screen or paper. It brightens my day and gives me a happy outlook on life.
I could blather about all of the reasons I haven’t written since the end of January, but they would just be excuses. And I don’t like drama. I’ve had my fair share of it these past three weeks, but I still don’t like it. And I certainly don’t want to bore you with the details. Suffice it to say I took my eyes off the prize, lost my drive, and now I’m bouncing back.
I read an article recently that I found quite enlightening. It talked about the importance of saying something isn’t a priority instead of saying, “I’m too busy.” There’s a lot of truth in that. I’ve been quite busy as of late, but in reality, my priorities got out of whack. And I lost sight of what makes me tick and of taking care of me. I stopped going for walks during my lunch break, even though the weather’s been beautiful in the Phoenix area, and I’ve been feeling bogged down by the long list of things I know I need to accomplish.
Some people are good at relaxing. I’m not one of them. I am a doer and, as such, I have trouble relaxing until all of my work is done. If I know a task needs to be accomplished, I do it. (The fact that I easily fall asleep when I relax plays a part, too.)
At any rate, I came to realize that life got in the way of my enjoyment of life. So I’ve decided to do something about it. I’m choosing to make those things that bring me joy higher priorities in my life, to help me get past the blahs and to get back on track.
How about you? What distractions have derailed you? And what steps are you going to take to get back on track? The truth is, if we don’t take care of ourselves, we’re no good to anyone around us. I feel a smile forming on my face as I write this, knowing that I’m finally getting back to what matters most. I wish for you to be able to do the same.
Christian, wife, mother of 5, breast cancer survivor, marathon finisher, writer and editor, author of "Help! I'm a Science Project"