Full Disclosure: I love a good challenge and I love to abandon these challenges with just as much vigor as I began. Who knows what this Slice of Life Story Challenge 21 will hold for me. Will this be the first time EVER that I’ve actually completed a challenge? Or will it be tossed to the side in the pile of the ever growing, ever-abandoned other challenges? I cannot yet answer this question, but I can say that I am beginning this challenge with the hope for consistency and with an actual purpose! There’s reason for this madness and it is not simply so I can post on social media that I, Krista McGowan, the queen of not completing things, have finally completed a challenge. I also cannot say that this challenge is for me to become a better writing teacher, practicing what I preach. But really, this is all for me…
A notebook, pen, and a rock alongside the lake. From an early age, I would meander through the woods until I found the perfect spot, overlooking the perfect piece of scenery to write down some imperfect thoughts. I was never one to write the goings on of my days, it was more of a contemplation of life. These were also the days where I plunged into the worlds of “dead British authors” and felt as if there was nothing more romantic than Jane Eyre finding her Mr. Rochester. As I grew older I turned my attention to Carrie Bradshaw and her tight sisterhood navigating through the craziness of New York City in high heels.
This habit has somehow dissipated through the years. I can blame the Beijing drabness, or my two needy wee ones, but the reality is, it’s all me; I’m the one to blame. Like so many others, I have become comfortable with the day to day routine, the constant focus on my two daughters, and other people’s sons and daughters, as well as my husband, and have made little time thinking about and then exploring the things that have actually been all about me and no one else. In this crazy world of go, go, go and do, do, do, I’ve lost sight of myself. And so, this 31 day challenge is about me reconnecting with me.
I’m no longer that young, naive girl who felt as if Jane Eyre was the perfect heroine; or the selfish 20-30 something who craved days in NYC with a Cosmo and late nights with friends. I’m something else entirely and I’d love to spend some time with that person. I’m that person whose idea of a great night is a book and bed by 8:30. Whose high heels have been tossed aside for much more comfortable foot attire, and who desperately needs to get back into a daily habit of writing and finding more moments of calm. And so, I am committed to this 31 day challenge. Who knows where it will lead, or if I will even finish. But today, for now, I am optimistic and excited.
This post is a part of the 14th annual Slice of Life Story Challenge. After a few years away, I am challenging myself to write every day in March this year, along with an amazing community of other bloggers. You can find our writing linked up on the Two Writing Teachers blog.