12 posts. 5,324 words. Thousands of views. Hundreds of comments. I’ve been telling Eric’s Story for only a week, and already so much progress has been made. But friends, I’m exhausted. Mentally, physically, emotionally, spiritually exhausted.
I’ve descended into the proverbial rabbit hole, consumed by the creative process. My natural tendency is to dig deeper, stay longer, until I have to be retrieved after collapsing in the depths. But this time it’s going to be different. I will only write when the words well up inside me and spill out like water over a flooded dam when my fingers hit the keyboard. When it starts to feel like an obligation, it’s time to back away.
I’m taking a break, a momentary leave of absence from the exercise of soul baring. This story will still be told, but it won’t come at the expense of my health or my sanity. I’ve got two little girls who depend on me (and one big boy). I’ll be back, when I’m rested and ready. Until then, keep sharing Eric’s Story with those who need to hear it, and keep reaching out to me if you’ve been touched by it in some way.
Your encouragement, whether verbalized or silent, means so much to me. I live in an amazing community, both online and offline. As any runner will tell you, you’ve got to pace yourself if you want to finish the race. And finishing is what matters most to me.