I write more when I’m hurting or processing pain. Growth comes from that pain so I think this observation makes sense. However, do I become complacent if I’m content? What growth does contentment bring?
Contentment brings routines, structure to my hours and days. Starting habits I only whined about either not having motivation to do or truthfully never really wanted to do. Like exercising.
I went to yoga class last night. First thought after was “where is my bed and how soon can I go to sleep?” But instead we hopped in the car to head off to a neighborhood we are looking at real estate in. Once there, we stopped at a ramen shop, walked around the ‘hood and generally had a good time.
Contentment doesn’t bring me the massive upheavals that a lot of my personal growth so far has rested on. It needed to rest on that, else the upheavals would drown me. I had the choice of get up and grow or stay down and die. (Dramatic, I know.)
Contentment is a new space to explore and use.
So another habit that I don’t want to fall by the wayside is writing. Sharing thoughts on this new spot I’ve found myself in; figuring out how to move forward in a long term marriage that is not as solid as we thought. Working through issues as they arise so we don’t end up with a mass of resentments and fears. Secure and safe and supported and maybe… content.
The girl who mistook her chair as a pulpit for the soles of her shoes 