It’s understandable. Finishing a task is an event. An outcome. A visible achievement. But starting is just starting.
Take running a marathon or publishing a book. Crossing the finishing line, having a book launch: these are events. Life before looks different to life after.
Starting isn’t like that. When you start a book, you write a page or two or three. Then you go do something else, and what happens the next time? You start again, you do another page or two or three.
Or you don’t.
In a marathon, you put one foot in front of the other, as you begin the first mile. And the second. And the twenty-third….
Or you stop.
You have to find the strength to do the quiet work of starting and starting again.
All the way to the end.