This week’s writing prompt is: AGAIN
I’ve shown up to the prompt, again. I’ve stared at my computer screen, again. I’ve gotten up an hour early to give myself no excuses, again. I brewed coffee, again. I fed the cats and will feed the dog, again. I’ll go to work, today. Again.
And it’s GLORIOUS.
You guys, I woke up on the right side of the dirt, and life gave me another “again.” I used to spend so much time and energy trying to convince a now ex-spouse that time is precious, and we should celebrate at every corner. He spent time and energy trying to convince me that routines and “agains” were soul-sucking.
No, we were not a match.
I like my agains. I like looking forward to Fall and Halloween, and how every new one tugs the previous ones like a kite with a sidewinding, cheery tail. The agains add to the richness of my nows. I like adding to my mental box of experience index cards, and marveling at how things link up. I’m old enough, and have added enough to that index, that I have joys sitting next to PTSD, and that wasn’t always true. Without agains I wouldn’t have balanced the used-to-bes.
So I’ve shown up to the prompt, again. I’ve stared at my computer screen, again. I’ve gotten up an hour early to give myself no excuses, again. I brewed coffee, again. I fed the cats and will feed the dog, again. I’ll go to work, today. Again.
Isn’t it great?
3 thoughts on “A sidewinding kite tail, again.”
I love the agains in life. Each rhythm and routine bringing its own form of beauty to our lives.
Thanks for your thoughts. Again is not a bad thing. Some think that it’s boring but in a world where everything is changing, it’s nice to have something you can depend on. Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever. Thank goodness.
Good to see you blogging, again.
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