Don’t Give Up on Me

I made a commitment to daily writing.

A few months ago, my husband and I began a nightly ritual. He set an alarm on his phone for 8:00 pm. At that time, he would find me in the house, wherever I was, and ask if I had done any writing that day. It could be any type of writing — something formal for my blog, or an informal quick capture of my thoughts in my journal — but the intent was to hold me…