You know that post I wrote the other day about maybe not wanting to write so much anymore? I seriously thought it was going to be the lamest post ever. I didn't really think it was anything special at all. And I almost didn't post it.
After I published it I kinda grimaced and thought not my best work but oh well, here goes.
And of course I ended up feeling REALLY glad I posted it. I did not expect that kind of response at all. It was just what I needed.
Blogging can be a peculiar thing.That one post you really put your heart and soul into and work so hard at might not move anyone, and the one you think is dumb and almost don't post at all could be the one that everyone relates to.
What are you holding back on writing about?
Same goes for people. There is someone in your life that you might think doesn't need to hear they are welcomed, thanked, needed, loved... but they do.
Who are you holding back on?
And, surprisingly, writing about not wanting to write, among the other struggles I have going on in my day to day, actually felt quite refreshing. Renewing in a way. And suddenly things feel a lot better. And words come much more easy. I want to write. And so I will.
And when I don't want to write, I suppose I won't.
I don't think this is irony but it's still kinda funny... I planned Ivy's outfit around that tiny little barrette. Sometimes accessories are more important than the wardrobe.
The unexpected little things are welcome to upstage my big picture any day.
[Ivy's barrette is a No Slippy Hair Clippy I bought from Butterfly Kisses. And it actually cost more than the dress- Faded Glory from Walmart.] : )
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