Saturday, battle of the wills, he sat upright in bed. Through closed door, he attempted to negotiate the nap bargain. Story verses nap verses just resting under the covers verses plea deal. Ten minutes later, the room was quiet and finally, he settled in.
I’m giving this yearlong project a spin. Undoubtedly, I will fall and pick up again. Knowing this makes it easier. Still, I plan to show up to record a short photo and story of my day. You’re welcome to join me. I’d love it really. We can give each other high fives and geek out with a hashtag (#ayearofus), not because everyone is doing it, but because we’re doing it, together. Showing up every damn day to make this creative habit real.