Guess it’s just human nature.
To dwell on the negative, the woulda-coulda-shouldas, instead our blessings.
Just last week, I found myself face down in a “woe is me” rabbit hole. And I was upset, frustrated and depressed about some things that didn’t happen or “should” be happening by now.
Ordinarily, when I’m blue like this, I do one of two things: Put my head down and work my way through it or I crawl in my bed, pull the covers over my head and sleep it away for a few days.
But neither of my go-to’s were working, and I started to worry.
Decembers, for me, are usually very productive. I am, as my fried Jeff Rivera says, “an idea factory.” And I normally look forward to ending the year strong, you know? Finish a draft of a screenplay. Clock my word count goal on new novel. Crush one last general meeting.
I don’t know whether it’s the pandemic, me turning 50 or just the ups and downs of the Hollywood grind, but I can’t will myself to feel that way this year.
I do know, though, crying over the few things that disappointed me, instead of being grateful for all of the good that has happened for me is a slap in the face to Baby Jesus.
So, I’m devoting the next ten days to celebrating 10 things that blessed my life this year. (Not ranked in chronological order.)
#10 is my Voyage LA interview, which ran March 8, 2021. It was a reminder of how far I’ve come and what I’m looking forward to as a storyteller.