Posting guilt
A couple of readers emailed me to gripe that my posts were too few and far between. I was torn between feeling flattered that there are those who want more, and guilty for not being up to par as a blogger. Since I’ve read my book, Escaping Toxic Guilt, I was able to blow off the wormy guilt that lurked around the edges and decided to feel flattered instead.
“Just talk about what’s on your mind” one said. Scary. Well, OK.
I went to church last Sunday (Palm Sunday) and heard a stellar sermon on “The Unexpected”–like what happens when you get something you didn’t expect?
Take the economy for instance. Who expected that? I sure didn’t expect to still have my house for sale nine months after putting it on the market…but I do. This has put us under the dark pale of financial angst since we’re closing in on completing our new house without the expected cash to plunk down on our new mortgage. But then I COULD feel guilty about complaining when fellow citizens have lost their houses AND their jobs. But feeling guilty simply isn’t helpful. I’ll feel compassion instead, and some degree of peace knowing that we are employing construction workers who wouldn’t have work otherwise.
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