Where have three years gone? 650 posts…

I’ve fallen of writing as frequently as I was.

Between work and school I’ve been busy. I’ve actually been maintaining a level of activity that that I didn’t think would be possible again. I haven’t been as busy as I am now since I quit working full-time on the ambulance so many years ago. I’m chasing to ignore the two full-time positions I held briefly where I was not functioning well.

The last seven years have been hell, though the improvements I have made in the last three years have been incredible. Coincidently, at the beginning of September this blog will be turning three-years old. I can hardly believe so much time has passed. I’m definitely in a much different situation than I was in when I started this journey.

My blog hits another milestone as well. This blog post is post number 650. It almost doesn’t seem possible. It seems like just yesterday that I made the decision to start things up. I can’t understate the effect that this blog has had on my life. If it weren’t for my blog, I would never have begun work for the paper. I never would have begun photography. Nor would I have returned to school. However, because each event preceded the next, I found myself on the course I’m on now.

If it wasn’t for this blog, I don’t think my mental health would have stabilized as much as it has either. In short, where this blog is concerned I have a lot to be thankful for.

With the changes that have happened over the last three years, I definitely wonder what lay in store for the next three. I have definitely started myself on a path that even three years ago seemed unlikely.

I know things won’t always be easy, or stress-free -the upcoming exam for my composition course comes immediately to mind- but nothing in life that is worthwhile is easy, which is something that I am learning.

Something else that I’m learning is that I’m not super-human, and sometimes I just need a rest, which is part of the reason I’ve backed off my writing a bit. Honestly, even with the exam coming up on Wednesday, I felt like I needed some downtime and took yesterday off. I don’t normally like taking days off because I feel like I need to be constantly moving and growing. To be honest, I usually feel a little guilty taking days off, because there is always so much to do. I’ve learned though that a day off is not a wasted day, and thanks to taking yesterday as a down day, I’m feeling stronger for it. I woke up with energy and motivation this morning, something which I had been missing. And to top it of, I didn’t feel any guilt for taking a day to recover, which is a definite first.