I turned on my computer today with the intent to write something so powerful and thought-provoking since it’s been a while. And as I sat down and looked upon the blank screen in front of me, I was overcome with exhaustion. I’ve been going strong with funerals since October. I feel as if I haven’t had a minute to breathe. And in the slim chance that I have found a moment, I’ve dedicated my time to my family and friends.
I love writing. It’s therapy for me. I’m constantly writing in my mind. I wish that I had this slot where I could always recall everything that I’ve written because I feel that some of my best material gets lost in the shuffle. I’ve begun to carry a notebook with me, so if I have a moment I can write down some of my witty thoughts. But writing is not my whole life.
Being a funeral director is not my whole life. It’s just an extremely important part of it.
My family is my whole life. If this job has taught me one thing, it’s to cherish the time with those I love. And I try. I really try.
So I’m sorry that I don’t write that often. I hope to be more present in 2014. I have so much to say. Thank you for taking the time to read it.