I am grateful for people who have the gift of hospitality and I'm grateful for the opportunities to experience that gift in others. I used to think hospitality meant a perfectly clean house, sublime snacks/food, myself and my family groomed and spotless. I was making life miserable for myself and my family. Hospitality is really an extension of yourself in warmth, companionship, generosity, and most importantly availability. I'm so grateful for the people I am privileged to know who extend this gift to me. I think I have seasons of hospitality and this current season (going on a few years now) doesn't allow space for me to be available. I can be warm, extend companionship, and be generous but I am fairly unavailable these days and that is, in my opinion, one of the most important things about being hospitable. Today I had the opportunity to spend time in the company of a very hospitable woman and it was a refreshment even though we were working to make a meal for 160 people. Her extension of hospitality made it lovely.
I've been thinking about it for over a month. Usually, when I'm in it I'm engaged. But this time? I started it indifferent and I've felt indifferent all along. I should have never started. Hindsight is 20/20 they say and they aren't wrong. So when I opened my eyes this morning it was clear. It's time. Time to quit this 365. This is the first 365 that I haven't posted several of the days, the first 365 that I wasn't super excited about, the first 365 that I've quit. I've changed my social media presence and interactions the past year so this is also the first 365 that hardly anyone has been interested in. Is it the topic or my decision to not be as accessible on social media? Or is it some other reason altogether? Well, regardless...I'm throwing in the towel on this one. I can't say if I'll ever do another 365 again. Time will tell and I will know if and when it's time.
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