Last week I broke my life record of never missing an assignment deadline. I didn’t just miss one deadline.
I missed three.
A friend passed away in a tragic diving accident, leaving behind his wife (a good friend of mine) to settle the details of his passing. It was a very sad week. As our group of friends pooled together our time to help coordinate events, my writing definitely got pushed to the back. At the beginning of the week I sent out an email to the three editors to whom I owed assignments, explaining the situation and asking for leeway if possible.
To say that they were all accommodating is an understatement. All three gave me an extra week or more and sent follow-up emails later to see how everything turned out with the funeral and how everyone who was affected was doing. It was all very kind, and I couldn’t have been more grateful for their understanding during such a challenging week.
Now, as things get back on track, I find life chugging along what is becoming its regular work pace. I have two potential client meetings today, I received another assignment for a regional publication yesterday (a small 350 word piece, but still), and I’m hearing rumors about another potential assignment from one of my editor’s who referred me to his advertising department (I really want that one!).
I am grateful for my work situation. But more importantly, and especially after last week, I am grateful for a beautiful life full of wonder, love, friends, and family that make me want to live fully and treasure my moments here.