It’s the middle of December and I just realized I haven’t made a post all month. After the initial sting of guilt, I sat down to write what I hoped would be several posts. After about an hour I was still staring at a blank page.
I’ve been back from my trip for about five days now. It was a good trip and a tough one too … going to the eye specialist with my mom. Part of this visit was also about some major life decisions my mom needs to make. She had asked for my assistance. I had no idea how exhausted this would leave me. I’ve also admitted it may have left me a bit depressed as well.
I will be okay.
This is also the time of year I call my ‘season of planning.’ While on my trip, I began this planning process. Due to the combination of my trip and this planning season, I had crammed all my December appointments into a few days in the middle of the month. This combination has left me feeling like a blank page.
A blank page.
That’s the point of this post – that a blank page now and then in the script of a life is normal.
It is a choice as to whether we see this as good or as bad. If the page turns into pages, then I could be in danger. However, one page should not cause panic. Yes it’s disconcerting, but if I choose to embrace it, it could actually become quite a comfort.
I don’t always have to have something to do (I’m actually still learning this). Sometimes it’s good to turn it off, to shut it down. Like any machine, my brain needs to go offline for some well-deserved maintenance.
Good wishes for your occasional blank page.