A commitment of a different sort. Daughter Tara made this birthday cake (with help from Virginia!) and the family hosted a birthday celebration for Mike.
I have written before about the importance of a commitment. A commitment is many things, but I like to think of it as a promise to oneself. When we make a promise to ourselves, we should be serious about it, and do all within our power to keep it. Today I came face-to-face with the (sometimes) burden of a commitment.
Since I began this blog in January 2015, I made a commitment to myself to post once a week. I think I have only missed doing so once or twice in all of those years. I write and the blog is posted on different days of the week. At times it has been hard to find/make the time to write, until I remembered the commitment. Then I sat down and wrote. No one else would likely even notice if I missed posting this blog occasionally. But I would notice; I would know. And a promise to oneself is too important to fail to take seriously.
So today, when Gina, my very talented assistant, checked in about this week’s blog, prior to getting away for a few days of R&R, I had to admit that it was not written. And I was in no mood to write it today. So, I thought I would skip this week. Then the fact of the commitment came to mind. So I sat down and wrote. I decided to write about the importance of a commitment.
This is going to be one of my shortest, if not the shortest, blog I have written. Because I am not in the mood to write. But I have a commitment to myself to write a blog and post once a week. And just because I do not feel like writing does not change my commitment.
Are there commitments that you have let slide?
