The month of March is always a time of self reflection and personal growth because I write every day.
It is a gift to myself, somewhat like eating healthier food and feeling much better because of it.
But, sadly, these good habits disappear eventually. Often, far too quickly.
I obviously need more discipline in my life.
I was looking through drafts in my blog and found the following. It was written one day when something made me think about writing, but I was so out of practice that this was all I could muster.
Not the best writing. But it does describe a beautiful day. I’m ready for spring to progress into summer. At least spring starts tomorrow!
Meanwhile here’s a happy day to think about:
If I were writing every day, I know what I would write about today.
I would tell about the gorgeous blue sky, cloud-free and shining. No humidity in the air to slog through.
I would describe the sound of mowers and leaf blowers. The smell of fresh cut grass.
I would try to capture the feel of the breeze, insistent and refreshing. Warm skin with no sweat.
I would celebrate the taste of fresh peaches, and the coldness of the ice cream in a cone. Grilled corn on the cob.
If I were writing every day, this day would be easy. It’s a great day to be alive, to be outside, and to participate in the turn of the season from spring to summer.
If I were writing every day I would write about this.