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I scrapped pages on pages... Here's why I kept going.

I haven't sent a letter in a while. I kept sitting down to write, even though it felt like nothing came from it. I didn’t know if I was going anywhere with it and I scrapped pages on pages. Maybe it was just keeping the door open. Then today, it finally flowed. Pressfield writes about this in The War of Art: the idea that showing up is the work, even when nothing ships. At first, I noticed the pattern. Where I start something strong but the momentum fades over a short time. Something happens...

The smiles only looked real. When I looked at pictures of last year’s trip, an uncomfortable feeling came up. It’s because the smiles were just muscle memory, something that happens automatically when someone raises a camera and says, “SMILE!” “These vacations don’t seem to land the same way they used to. They’re just… trips.” When I said this it was part complaint, part confession to other parents, hoping for some understanding. With two young toddlers, we often came back more tired and...