I’ve spent the last hour and a half starting and stopping three different ideas for this entry and then closed the blog in frustrating without putting anything down.

But I’m not going to be defeated.

So this is me putting something – anything – down to at least try to keep to my commitment to write something each week. 

Today is the first Sunday of the rest of my life. A day to start something new. A day to write a few words here which represent the beginning of this project: Every Sunday A Story.

Of course, I had grand plans when I committed to this idea, drunk, on Friday night. To deliver an amazing tale every sunday. A heart-stopping, nail biting, tear jerking story of love, loss and lessons learnt.

Of course, here I am in the evening of the first Sunday and I haven’t reeled that big tale into the boat.

But it doesn’t matter. The main aim of this project is not to tell amazing stories. Even interesting stories.

The main aim is to tell a story. Every Sunday. And to make a habit of it.

Why?

The short answer is that I want things to change. And I’m hopeful that this project will be a small step towards that goal.

The long answer can wait for another Sunday.

So for now, this is the story of this project. Not earth-shattering, I know. But delivered, as promised (to myself), on deadline.