Several years ago, I started two websites. Every Sunday afternoon I write a blog post on each one. Up until now, I have been proud to say that I never missed blogging even once…

Until now.

We moved from one city to another over the course of a little over a week—quite a feat in Arizona’s 115 degree heat.

It really took a toll on our bodies—and literally all of our time.

So, last week, for the first time, I did not write on either of my two websites.

I know what I am going to say is self-imposed, but I felt like a total failure. I’d been super-busy before and still managed to write, but I just couldn’t get it done this time. 

There are enough failures in life without going around and beating oneself up over things that aren’t even on the grid. (I mean, did anyone even notice I hadn’t written???? Probably not).

I think we often stamp big “FAILURE” on our foreheads for any number of reasons for which we should give ourselves a pass…letting ourselves be human once in awhile.

I have been known to belittle myself for not:

writing my required number of words per day.

suggesting we eat out, yet again, when I feel should be making my husband a nice, home-cooked meal.

spending an entire day writing and then scrapping the idea at 6 p.m., and relegating nearly a ream of paper to the trash.

choosing the “easy way” over the longer process, even though I know I won’t be happy with the finished product.

So, my point is that no matter what little things may come up in your week ahead, grant yourselves a little grace. Tell yourself that you are worthwhile…have value…have people who care about you…and that in the big picture of life, your tiny “failure” isn’t worth beating yourself up over.

As a cowboy friend of mine might say, “Dust yourself off and get back in the saddle again.”

Yee-ha!