write more

Sometimes I get impressions and I’m not sure what they mean. This one was one of them. Write more.

Write more.

more more more more more more more more more….

I don’t think that’s what was meant. This was an impression I received back in February and the February before. I’m not sure what it means and most of the time, I’m really not sure I do anything different because of it. But sometimes…when a pen is in my hand or keys are under my finger tips…it comes back to me…write more.

So, let’s talk about what I delighted in today.

I would have liked to have delighted in waking up early, which thing I didn’t do, exercising before work, again didn’t do it, and eating a balanced breakfast, didn’t do that either. I did however get to work on time. Go me.

I persevered through my email which always seems to feel like the never ending black hole…because it is. I left with no unread emails. Does it mean that I’m done responding to email? Does it ever? No, it never does. But I’ve come to terms with it and its fine.

I ate lunch and did paperwork. I called a dear patient’s mother who I’ve been so worried about. I fretted about what I was going to do about another patient situation which is still unresolved.

I went on a walk. I calendared for the week. I went home. I fixed myself dinner. I listened to a book on overdrive. It will always be a bother to me that overdrive only lets me reserve 5 books, I mean have 5 books on hold at a time. That means I’ve been waiting 2 months for one of my books to come through. I’m too cheap for audible, even though I know, I’d love it.

I read my scriptures, finished my monthly planning, responded to text messages. Then I watered my flowers and went on a walk. I made my step goal today. Then I made lemonade. Then I took pictures of twin baby deer out my window and now I sit, here. Writing more.

Life is an interesting thing. It’s easy to want what you don’t have. It’s easy to dig yourself in a hole of things you wish you did or could have done better, or think you ought to have had a better attitude about. But…it is what it is and tomorrow I can do better.

Tomorrow is a new day. Tomorrow…I have the opportunity to write more…again.

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