Time To Refill My Pitcher

I shared with some friends recently the need for adequate rest and rejuvenation. I likened it to a pitcher full of water. We can use that pitcher to water the flowers, and watch the beautiful blooms of new life. But if we don't take the time to refill that pitcher, it is soon empty and of no value whatsoever to those flowers. An empty pitcher can only watch the blooms whither and die.

So it is with ourselves. I love helping people, that is part of my nature. But I need to take some time now to fill my own pitcher, lest I soon tend to a dead garden. I moved here just over 2 years ago to care for my father after my mother died. His health and eyesight have been deteriorating. I knew that he had macular degeneration, but during today's doctor visit, he was diagnosed to be legally blind and can no longer drive.

While at the doctor, two of my clients texted me to let me know that their sites were down again - the second time in a week. I had just invoiced one of them for $1,500 and can fully understand their frustration. After I got home I emailed Support and they fixed the problem. I have asked for an explanation of the recent hosting issues, but have received no answer whatsoever.

I also see that my rank dropped from 45 to 90 overnight. I understand that changes to the algorithms have been made, and that's ok. But I'll say this. These algorithms do not take into account the 2 sites I recently reformatted for fellow WA members, nor the countless PMs with CSS coding and other types of tech support. There is no way that WA can apply some sort of metric to the way that I help others behind the scenes.

And that's ok too, because I'm not helping people from a desire for a pat on the back or a gold star. I help people because it's the right thing to do. And right now, I need to help me. I'll still be here on WA, and have no intention of going anywhere. I had planned to publish a training tomorrow, but I think I need to focus my efforts on my sites and those who are closest in my life.

Tomorrow is never promised, and today is a gift. I need to refill my pitcher. Peace friends.