All I Can Do

Kids bring things to us to fix, a wheel that keeps coming off or maybe a beloved stuff toy in constant need of repair. No matter if it is once or a hundred times, we put it back on or sew it up over and over just to make them happy.

We do the same thing with life in general, worry about what if I can’t find a way through this or figure out how to move forward, and spend endless nights wondering what to do to change the situation.

Writing is no different. We read, change, read again, and question everything down to the placement of a comma. Even when we think, I am finished, there is still that voice in our head muttering, “are you sure?”

So, today’s lesson: I have done all I can do. Whether you’re writing, just living everyday life, or fixing a child’s toy, stop obsessing. Someone will find the error on a page, life will keep moving on around you, and most importantly, admit when to call time of death on a toy because no matter how many times you drag a new one through the mud puddle, leave it outside, let the dog chew on it, or add a little spaghetti sauce stain, they know.