As you know from my At the End Was a Rainbow post, the last year has been riddled with crisis after crisis. Returning to a “normal” routine feels almost daunting—like where do I begin? The answer: one task at a time.
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When I was in high school, every summer my youth group would do a “senior sendoff” to those who had just graduated. It was a chance for them to celebrate their accomplishments, say, “good-bye,” and share their plans for the future. A couple of the guys were joining the ROTC corps at a university a couple hours away. I had no doubt that they would both succeed, so it came as a surprise when several months later, I learned that one of them was regretting his decision.
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Last week was hard…very hard. Hell Week at VMI concluded the Sunday before, and I was relieved that Tommy was at least past that step. Classes were set to start, and on the first day, there was bit of a snag. I tried to help Tommy but ended up making things worse. I felt terrible.
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Tommy, my oldest, matriculated at VMI this last Saturday. To say it was an emotional day would be an understatement. He was about to embark on the hardest, most challenging thing he’s ever done in his life so far—possibly ever. We all knew this going into it. The program is designed to find people’s limits and push them past them.
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NaNoWriMo began at a snail’s pace for me, and I’m already a slow AF writer. I swear, November is the worst month for me to have this challenge—it’s short, there’s Thanksgiving to prepare for, and I have to create the picture calendar for the next year (in order for it to arrive in time for Christmas). And this year is even more congested than normal.
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A Knight’s Tale is an awesome movie on so many levels. If you haven’t had a chance to see it, I highly recommend you do. It’s about a peasant who strives to become a knight. There’s only one problem: in order to become a knight, one must be of noble birth. One of the big questions throughout the movie is whether or not someone can change their stars, basically do the impossible. But that theme doesn’t end with the movie; it also applies to us.
I’m going to get right to the point: I can’t do everything. No matter how much I want or how many times I try, it’s not gonna happen. Period.
When I started this blog, I decided to have an underlying theme of Boldness in the Face of Anxiety. It was actually what my first article was about. The main reason was, and still is, to help and encourage others suffering from anxiety. But there’s also another one…
It’s no secret that the Texas storm last month was pure hell for us. Since February 15th, we’ve been “roughing it” with no running water (our plumber was able to get us a tiny bit a few days ago, though). To say it was hard would be an understatement. But yesterday, a miracle happened—our plumber got the pump working…
Disappointment is a touch pill to swallow, and I’ve received several, lately. Our water situation is at the top of the list. Every time we think we see the light at the end of the tunnel, some boulder comes by and blocks that passage. Let’s mix in PitMad and my agent search journey for good measure because, you know, the water thing isn’t enough. Yeah, I’m being sarcastic, but I need to in some ways because the urge to crawl under the covers and give up is so great. But I can’t…no matter how much I want to.