The day I dreaded

It’s here, the day I dreaded. No, I haven’t got a dental appointment tomorrow, although that would be dreadful. There is no tax form to complete, not that I know of. I am not turning 40 or 50…I’ve done that and neither were particularly bad.

The list of things that I could dread thankfully isn’t huge, but after 1,000 blog posts and well on the way to a completing a 3rd year of blogging every day, today was the day when I really had nothing to say.

I blogged about this and said, there would always be something to write as I always have got something to say, we never get talkers’ block so, therefore, how can we get writers’ block.

Well, today I sat for ages and nothing inspired me. For the first time ever, no matter how hard I tried, no spark, no inspiration.

So today’s blog is a big fat nothing.

Back again tomorrow.

The temptation to fix

When someone close to you is suffering, or perhaps in your opinion, not making the right choices, then there is a well-intentioned temptation to fix them.

We base a good deal of this on our own experiences in life and feel the need to impart our lessons to others, as Stephen Covey would say, in an autobiographical way.

However, others rarely want to hear our stories versus being able to tell theirs. They even more rarely want you to tryto fix them, especially as most often the case is, we haven’t even listened to them. We’ve simply based our ideas looking at it through our lens, so entirely from our perspective.

We all have uniquely different journeys and sets of experiences and the only way we can even provide any useful advice is to first listen and understand and secondly avoid the ‘well, when I was doing…’ type of advice.

People aren’t broken, listen without judgement and with empathy to understand them and give advice if asked.

Washing machines and cars need fixing not people.