Fri, Oct 12, 2012
Im not a mid-day blogger.
I do that thing where you have your posts set to publish the same time each day so readers grow to expect it.
This didnt happen due to a 75-prong targeted branding plan—-it all happened by accident—but once it started I figured Id leave it that way.
3am central my posts all go live.
Except the ones which dont.
It’s days like today when I realize more than being a blogger or a brand—-Im a misfit who turns to words to express her feelings.
It’s days like today when I feel called to write and share.
And yet, it’s RARE DAYS like today, when I truly have no words….because of yours.
Things are a weetad wonky in Casa MizFit and as a result when the mail came I scampered out to get it in hopes of…something.
A trashy mag? (I need an update on how rapidly LaLohan is imploding)
A less trashy mag? (what does the New Yorker think I should be reading)
A surprise letter/card/creation from my nephew?
I needed something. Anything. And really what better hope for a surprise is there than the mail delivery (Ill resist the DONT STOP SATURDAY DELIVERY rant here).
This is what I found:
The above and the most lovely, kind card reminding me I mattered.
The whole gesture was so unbelievably thoughtful and timely Im not embarrassed to admit I cried.
I scampered for the mail in hopes of DISTRACTION & the amazing gift/card I found helped me grow more focused.
Something which if Id have let myself be STILL and just BE Id have known was what I really needed.
Im off to be focused, silent and still.
Im off to spend the weekend reminding people I know well & those I know-yet-not-so-much THEY MATTER.
The mail today took my breath away.