It's been a rough fall this year between the devastating presidential election and personal events. Writing during this time has been difficult. My mind is distracted, I'm anxious, and it's sometimes hard to see the point. After the death of my grandmother, I gave myself time to mourn and when my child became ill, I had to focus on her. Give yourself time, everyone said. Be kind to yourself.
But there comes a time when being kind to yourself means pushing yourself. Because the good is in the writing, in the reading, in the sharing. Keeping silent isn't good; having a voice is.