Difficulties...But I Worked Through It Like A Trooper

I was asked by Gladys, my partner in crime {at the church hahaha ironical!} to write the Seasonal Message from our place-where-we-worship. Not knowing when the deadline was, I decided to tackle it today & get it over with.

This was an incredibly hard task for me. I am struggling with a loss that I am getting grief counseling for, & the first couple drafts were so depressing that I sat in front of the monitor with tears running down my face. I questioned the wisdom of giving me this assignment, when the Christmas season always makes me want to lock the door & turtle under a blanket in the fetal position. Finally, I finished up, & gave it to Puffy to critique. "It's good," he says. "Not too depressing to read in the paper as the official Christmas message from the church?" I query. "No. It's good." Now, boys & girls, we all know that Puffy is a very supportive man, husband {HA! that still makes me laugh} so of course I didn't believe him.

I sent a copy to Gladys. She also says it is completely acceptable. So, I guess I must believe them. But still, doubt lingers. Now, do all creative people doing creative things doubt their creativity? Maybe. It may surprise you to know that this self-proclaimed super-genius does not know the answer to that. And also suffers from self-doubt on a semi-regular basis. Yes, reality creeps in occasionally.

All I know is, the Christmas season is especially sad for me this year, & though I'm trying to analyze & deal with constant weepiness, I'm still struggling.

Oh yeah, & the deadline for the Christmas issue of the paper is December 15th. Just so you know. I'm done FIFTEEN days ahead of time. This is definitely a record for the Queen of Procrastinators. Just so you know. You may treat me to a drink in acknowledgement.