The most precise term I can come up with at the moment, one that I have just made up, is that I have a new ‘space of energy’. A ceiling of inertia that blocked my desire and interest in other things lifted when I finished Very Grateful. Very subtle; no one would have know, but as I waited, I felt a headwind confront my enthusiasm.
Finishing the book was difficult until I figured out that it was about Mom, not about me, and that the subordinate themes, namely solitude, travel, faith, aging and dying all related to Mom and me. While waiting, I had to run in place but not get off the course.
Someone likened it to running a marathon. We train and then set out with enthusiasm until the last five miles when our energy wanes but know we can’t quit. All we can do is slow down and make it through, but when we see the finish line, adrenalin kicks in and we cross over with renewed energy and euphoria.
Finishing the book was difficult until I figured out that it was about Mom, not about me, and that the subordinate themes, namely solitude, travel, faith, aging and dying all related to Mom and me. While waiting, I had to run in place but not get off the course.
Someone likened it to running a marathon. We train and then set out with enthusiasm until the last five miles when our energy wanes but know we can’t quit. All we can do is slow down and make it through, but when we see the finish line, adrenalin kicks in and we cross over with renewed energy and euphoria.