Were you putting all your eggs in a quick fix basket? Maybe you’ve already discovered that they don’t exist. Or maybe you keep discovering it time and time again like myself. But let me shout it from the roof tops so maybe I have a better chance of remembering it in the future.
We planned on starting this post with a big declarative statement saying “and we’re back” however we’ve done that before and look how that turned out. So instead we will say
We may not be sure of where here is but we’re committed to figuring it out, slowly, cautiously and optimistically – with hopes of not getting so wrapped up in where we want this to go that we forget to enjoy the journey along the way.
When we threw up our hands in exasperation at the end of last summer, we had both gotten to a point where we felt like the blog was taking over our lives. If we weren’t promoting it, coming up with new ways to make a few cents, or forcing ourselves to write about things we weren’t even sure we wanted to write about we felt like we were failing.
What started out as a love of writing and a way to keep in touch over the Atlantic Ocean quickly turned into something so big and important that it felt suffocating. It seemed like a better idea to take a break rather than continue resenting our little project we had started together for fun.
So now, almost nine months since our last post here and with a little more wisdom and patience (ha), we’re doing our best to start slow and carve out a space for ourselves to keep dreaming. Thank you for joining us again…
July is quickly coming to a close. It’s late at night, on a long weekend. I’ve left my blog post to the end of the day again. You think I would have learned my lesson by now. After a whole month of writing everyday I should know better. I am tempted to slam my computer closed and call it a night. But this is my last blog post of our July Blogging Challenge.
Earlier this month I was feeling down. I went to a bookstore for some retail therapy and let my thoughts run off to the far corners of my mind to try and find out what might be missing (sometimes dangerous, sometimes rewarding). I found myself feeling unhappy with where I am in life and like I was still waiting for my life to start (spoiler alert: still feeling this way). Every time someone asks me what I am doing now I always say I am still figuring out what I want to do. It feels like my life is on hold while I wait. And while I have some ideas of what I may want to do I am terrified to do anything about it. I am afraid of committing to jobs, careers, projects etc. Anything that might advance me in a direction I am interested in is scary.