I have not written for a while.

There was a point, not too long ago, where my words were coming fast and well.

Then they sort of trickled away.

Again.

I go through these periods of writing. When ideas and thoughts spout out of my fingers, almost with a will of their own.

And then they die.

I know these periods are defined by heightened emotions, and availability of time.

What makes me sad is when my words die because I don’t water them enough.

But enough! Wallowing in self-pity is anything but attractive.

I have been in a good place. My new job is awesome.

Wait. That sentence can not even begin to describe how happy I am at my new job.

I am doing what I think I was born to do. And what my whole career up till this point was preparing me for.

I am still new at this job. It hasn’t even been 90 days yet. But I look forward to each day. I am asking my boss to give me more. And what’s better – he is trusting me with more.

The people I am working with are smart and mostly nice and hardworking. 

So yay me! Yay for this place in my life. I am ever so grateful to God for bringing me here. And for bringing into my life people who have made such a difference in every sort of way.

It is not that I have no sadness anymore.  But at this point in my existence,  I choose to focus on the plus.

I’ll worry about the rest where it can cast no darkness on anyone else. Not today.