It’s that time again. It’s National Blog Posting Month again! That means that I’ll be joining many of you in the fun of posting something on my blog everyday for the month of November.
For those of you who are wondering how on earth you come up with a new post everyday, look what I found. Click on “journals” for a list of interesting topics to write about.
Here’s one example:
Look in the mirror, and write down what you think. Are you being too hard on yourself?
When I look in the mirror I see a short, dark haired woman who has more gray hairs showing than before. She is scared but putting up a strong front.
When I look in the mirror, I sometimes see myself getting fat. Other times I see the results of the abdominal work that I have started up again.
When I look in the mirror, I see my husband standing behind me. He once made me look at myself (for a long time)and appreciate the beauty. It was hard to do – really. The hardest part was looking myself in the eye and believing in what I saw- ME. It now seems impossible to see ME.
Ever since I became a widow, I try to get up a bit earlier each day to prepare for the day. I stare in the mirror and try to convince myself that I am okay. I apply a little make up, run the flatiron through my hair, and try to make myself feel okay enough to face the day.
When I look in the mirror, I struggle to see past the exhaustion in order to see the person that I want to be. I figure that if I stare long enough, I can at least generate enough confidence to convince others that I am “okay”.
One day, I will look in the mirror to welcome a happier me.
I won’t be able to post daily, but maybe more often.
Looking in the mirror – exactly as you said. Sometimes good, sometimes not so good. Sometimes fat, sometimes not. Sometimes good hair day, sometimes not. Sometimes wrinkles, okay, all the time wrinkles!
What really matters to me though is that I like the person in the mirror. That person has strong values, cares a lot, worries a bunch and loves many. She’s okay, and so is the woman in the mirror at your house. That woman has grief added to her burden, but the same things about her shine through. I like her too.
I like her too (the woman in my mirror). I am pulling for her to get through this – sooner rather than later.
I like that girl in the mirror a heck of alot more than I used to. She might seem hard on herself at times, but she is constantly striving to be better and that’s a good thing.
Good post!
I’m going to try to do Blop as it has come to be known somewhere. I will not be discussing what happens when I look in the mirror – or maybe I will. If I take 1 thing a day my month will be complete.
You are beautiful and young and a fine person. You get stronger every week (I’d say ‘every day’ but we all have good days and bad days). I hope that’s what you see when you look in the mirror.
Great post Juls. Very thought provoking.
oh lord no. i’m having trouble posting once a week! maybe this will kick me into gear and outta myself.
nice post. i see my mother when i look in the mirror. my very very old mother.