I’ve been writing quite a bit for clients but have had writers block for my personal writings for a while now. So I sat down and just began typing, it’s not much, it doesn’t match the usual content of my blog. As small of a step it is, it’s a step forward. Enjoy and as always feel free to comment or tell me how you break writers block.
There are times in my life where my world slows as I commit the most simplistic action like setting my keys down when I walk in the door from a long day. As I pause, my mind focuses and aligns my priorities, flashes of those who are most important. It’s inside those moments, those tiny shreds of time that stretch for what seems like minutes that I find peace. It’s those moments where I can replay my favorite times with those whom I love. In that rigid gap of time I am reminded that no matter how long or hard of a day I have, there are those who will always stand beside me, regardless of position, because they love me. It’s in those moments where I picture my wife, how lovely and happy. Someone who can make me laugh even when life seems unfair and arduous. Those moments surround me, I appreciate those moments. It’s there that the day’s worries and burdens and obligations fall off my shoulders, freeing me.
Consciously, I know this won’t last forever or even more than a second but as time slows, actions and colors blur, creating for a moment the best place I’ve been all day. How selfish I wish it could last longer but accountability is staring me in the face recalling my obligations, telling me it’s time to move on. Time relinquishes to the commitments of the day and as quickly as it began it vanishes leaving me only with appreciation. Appreciation for the sweet, precious time I have with those I love. Time is my friend and my enemy. It gives me youth, it brings me old age. Time grants me hope, it befalls disappointment. Time inspires creativity and builds barriers. Time paints words, it blotches words. And now that is what I am without.
