Though this blog is far from what I would like it to be, it
is what it is. I have been away from the
creative writing for very good reasons.
But I have not stopped writing altogether. I write in my mind in those precious moments –
and I mean moments . . . sometimes mere seconds. When I think, I write. Just not on paper.
I have graduated with my BA in English and now am working on
my Masters in Library Science. I am also,
home schooling 3 children due to issues that have made my children cry many a
night and therefore made me cry. I am
also in my dream job part time—working in a library with the patrons who have
become part of my world.
I have a very, very full and fulfilling life. I still ache to sit down and write. But, there must be sacrifices at every point
in life. When I am not at work, I am
teaching. When I am not at work or
teaching, I am at school. Then there are
the normal routine things like trying to have a somewhat organized home with
somewhat disciplined children.
I am on Christmas Break right now and so are my
children. This has opened up time slot
after time slot of deeper reflection and contemplation. I miss sitting still and quieting my spirit
and just listening to the silence. I
have become sane again. My life has
slowed down . . . briefly. But, it is
enough to give me a reprieve and reach within.
This is my Christmas present to myself. It is the best present I have ever given to
myself. Time.
