One Foot Back on Track
It has always intrigued me how much I am a creature of habit in the sense that my life seems most successful when ordered around routines and techniques that I habituate and which move me in the directions I want. I had also noted those occasions when some event had impacted my life and thrown me off my routines and the discipline and effort it took to get back on track. I had seen this happen to me and others with regimens of exercise, diet, budgeting, work, writing, so many productive routines. The advantage to reclaiming a routine over establishing one is that you have the routine defined and it doesn't require the refinement and tweaking that has to occur when you make it your own in the first place.
Two recent events had such an impact on my blogging. The savage attack of my nephew a month ago was a tsunami which washed through the lives of his family and those of us who love them. Only a week after the attack I was drafted for grand jury duty which required that I spend one day a week listening to the crimes of some Lubbock's less savory citizens. Though my service was only one day a week, the more horrific of the crimes cause me to turn inward and reflect on how blessed and fortunate we are, but it was not something about which I was free to write and during this time I just didn't feel like blogging.
Tuesday was my last day of grand jury duty and yesterday morning my nephew Tommy was transported to his new rehab center in Austin. Though no longer in a coma he still cannot speak and breathes through a tracheostomy tube. His progress has been faster and more extensive than the doctors anticipated and he has progressed to the point where he can recognize people, point to them and hold up the number of requested fingers. (You can view his progress here). His neurological rehab center is well respected and will help him on his journey back to daily life.
So here I am back at the keyboard. We will see how readily I reclaim my routine.