The Serenity Prayer: Or, When the Best Laid Plans Disintegrate

SAM_0492Even the best laid plans—made with the very best of intentions—can crumble into pieces when you least expect it. The plans I had for this week fell victim to…well…life.

They were good plans, too. Revisions for upcoming school workshops. Reading for my upcoming residency. Home improvements galore. Running longer and faster than ever. You name it, I had it planned for this week.

But when you make plans, the gods laugh at you apparently.

A family illness intervened. So did the weather (painting the back porch stairs has flown out the window, alas). A new writing assignment came my way, for which I’m extremely grateful.

It’s been one of those weeks where nothing went quite as I expected it to.

So, I’m trying to do something I’m woefully bad at: letting go. I’m attempting to let go of the stress over not getting everything done. Of the guilt for not being able to do any single thing with all my heart because my heart was in too many places at once. Of the need to do everything with what frankly amounts to an unhealthy need for perfection.

I’m going to have a cup of tea. And I’m going to eat some of these very delicious grain-free chocolate chip cookies. And I’m going say the Serenity Prayer (or at least some secular version thereof) and try to accept that some things are completely out of my control—and that, in the end, that’s really okay.