Now, That’s All I Got

I take my commitment to awakening my writing spirit very seriously. This is why I write each night. If I miss a night, I feel it. Some days, it’s a chore to write. Others, it’s not. Either way, I take my commitment to myself very seriously.

I am dead tired. It is late. I have an early morning tomorrow. I have a long day ahead. I have a date with my wife to look forward to, but that seems like it’s an awfully LONG time from now. Many days or months. Or maybe just hours. Regardless, I am dead tired.

So, that’s all I got.

Although…I did have a great conversation with someone today during which I was given the opportunity to help them see that someone else’s seemingly under-handed tactics had nothing to do with him and everything to do with the other person’s deep, personal pain. It helped my friend instantly; a cloud instantly passed from his face, a weight instantly left his shoulders. “Don’t take it personally,” I told him. “It’s more about the fear and loss of control that he feels than it is about something you’ve done.” That gave him just enough pause so that truth could reveal itself to him. It gave him a measure of peace.

It was an honor to facilitate that for him. It made my day. Those moments when I can connect with someone else, and they come out of it for the better…I live for those days. They are precisely why I continue to do what I do in the way that I do it.

Now, that’s all I got.