“Forgive me Father for I have sinned. It has been 14 days since my last blog.”
I have been wrapped up in a consulting situation that turned out so badly that I had to end my services out of futility. The effort consumed me completely, leaving me no time what-so-ever for the thing I love most, writing. I normally enjoy challenges, but the cards were so heavily stacked against me that I found myself gasping for air. I don’t like failure of any sort and when it happens it is humbling and humiliating.
I have lived long enough to know and understand that into each life some rain must fall, and this wasn’t my first downpour. The problem is that I am the type that beats himself up for weeks when it happens. “Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa”. My wife, on the otherhand, is over everything in 24 hours. We can have a spat one night, and the next morning is “Good morning Hon.” She obviously has the better reaction, I need to try and adopt that attitude. It is definitely time to move on, but I’m still losing sleep.
I know that there has to be failure, it happens to everyone. In order to recognize success, we need to understand failure. This has been cathartic.
