Post-Event Depression

Man, that was awesome. Two 50 hour work weeks leading up to the event. Three hundred and twenty people registered. $16,000 raised. Helping over 10,000 people in third world countries. That Celebrate Children 5k race was incredible. We even had a former Compassion child come down to speak both at the race and at my church. My head is still spinning and I hope to blog about it more in the future.

But, for now, I'm struggling with the depression that happens after the big hurrah. When the signs are torn down and the last check is donated. For over seven months, we have been planning this and now it's over. It almost feels like a part of me is missing. There was so much that I wanted to do before the event that I was sacrificing in order to make the 5k happen. And now that it's over, I don't even feel like doing any of those things. Instead, I'd rather be elbow-deep in day of schedules and registration lists.

I know that this is a common thing. But, my plan now is to try to get back into the swing of things, back into a normal rhythm. I'm starting with blogging and running. I even launched a new shop called Four Thousand Stories where I make calligraphy initial necklaces that help people get access to safe drinking water.

And I'm hoping that with time, I'll get back to normal.