Today marks the fourth year I’ve not only participated in the Slice of Life Writing Challenge through the Two Writing Teachers, but also the fourth year I have successfully completed the challenge.
The first three years I participated, I took the final day of the month to celebrate and reflect. After all, we all know the value of measuring our growth and marking accomplishments as educators. I wrote about what I learned, what I hoped, and what I planned to do with my experience.
And every year, I stopped writing shortly after the challenge.
Maybe life got in the way. Maybe I wasn’t into blogging that much after all. Maybe I was missing out on the audience that I had grown to depend on in the Slice of Life community.
Whatever the reason, in spite of my intentions, I stopped writing.
I can’t promise this year will be any different.
This year I’m not stopping to celebrate, to acknowledge my month of writing.
I’m not listing all the things I did over the past month that I didn’t think I was capable of doing.
I’m not committing to writing on a certain day or on certain topics.
Instead, I’m closing this month as quietly as it began–as a writer who is always still a work in progress.
Until next time–may that be sooner, rather than later.