Unplugging + the JOMO
I'm grabbing this joy of missing out with both hands & running with it.
Hey all!
Sometimes you just KNOW when it's time to pretty much unplug from online's incessant pull. And for me that's right about now! Like I wrote a few days ago, I’m not afraid to take an online breather and will always be the first to encourage you to do the same.
And while I'll miss connecting with you in this space, I've never regretted taking time away from screens and blogging. Nothing revitalizes me more than living life away from the laptop. It's good for body, brain, soul … and for indulging in family time without Grandma frantically tapping away on her keyboard in the corner.
There’s a true joy in JOMO. It's the joy of missing out. It's replaced FOMO. The fear of missing out. And I'm all in, especially when it comes to being fully present with my real life people who I seldom get to spend time with.
So … if you’re longing for some substantial conversation, grab a cup of something hot, crawl under a cozy quilt, and settle in. This is the perfect time to catch up on posts you’ve missed this year and to take a peek at who’s saying what. And no, it’s not at all too late for you to add your two cents on any topic that grabs your attention. Please do!
Honestly, I'm missing you already. Truly. I'm guessing it'll take a bit of time to detox from the Substack rhythms I've embraced this winter. But it’s time to release and reclaim this time and energy to focus on those I love.
I will be responding to your comments but otherwise there’ll be no business as usual around here. Be sure to subscribe and you’ll be one of the first to know when I reappear. I’d love that.
‘The grace of the Lord Jesus Christ and the love of God and the fellowship of the Holy Spirit be with you all.’
- 2 Corinthians 13:14
See you sooner or later.
Linda 💙
We your faithful and appreciate readers will miss you, Linda, but support you 100%! May this be a sweet time of rest and refreshment.
Yeah, there's really just no way
I can unplug from all of this,
'cause many reading my words say
that I have given what they miss
in their daily Wayfair lives,
in their mundane Walmart days,
in a place where nothing thrives
I, dying, show them how to praise
the God that sometimes they don't see,
blinded by desire and care,
and then they will look to me
to wake them up, make them aware
of what lies beyond this place,
vision conferred by cancer's grace.