I feel guilty if I don’t write everyday. Even if I can only crank out 500 words, I’ll take it. Writing is writing. But I never feel guilty sacrificing writing when it comes to spending time with my niece Riley. Quality time or just any time with her is always worth not writing. So my hot writing streak ceased yesterday, for 24 hours, because of an nine year old who brought me many smiles, laughter, and happiness. Today, I’ll make up for loss writing with a smile on my face and memories to reflect on because some sacrifices are always worth making. Especially the ones that mean more to someone else…

Listening to “Ruby Lane” by Milla Jovovich