Failing and Trying Again

 Hello again. It's been two weeks and I have not written anything. But that doesn't mean I haven't made anything. I have created:

+ Many beautiful meals for my family

+ a few lists of things for which I'm grateful

+ a re-reading of The Silver Chair (very inspiring for those of us with dreams of being a children's novelist)

+ clean floors in my kitchen

+ a frame for Maggie's drawing of our family.

  I spent all day yesterday morose, ashamed, and judgmental. I was not happy with my progress yesterday. I spent hours trolling the internet on my phone, wrapped up in the drama of other "blended" families. I have an app for my pregnancy and it includes a special interest group for people with stepkids, bio kids, halfsies and all the other types of mixed families. There's a lot of anger and despair in that group. I'm going to stay away from now on.

  So, to recap: I judged myself for not creating anything. And I stimulated my boredom by reading other people's drama.

  Today I'm choosing to stay awake after dropping Maggie at school. I'm going to make a cup of coffee, take a shower, buy groceries and go to the library. I'm going to read at least one poem.

  This dress looks glamorous and vulnerable. I'd like to exude both qualities today, as a pick-me-up. Some lipstick and some emotional honesty. 

by French designer Delphine Manivet via Cup of Jo