Wow!
When life changes drastically, in
a good way.
When routine becomes memory and
tasks change from have to, to want to, the everyday takes on new meaning.
That’s life now.
Retired from my
all-over-the-clock 9 to 5 (which never was a 9 to 5) but a nights, weekends,
and holidays ‘must,’ I could cry because
I am so grateful to have a normal life back. Um, I have cried with the relief
of it all.
The only downside, oh wait, there
is no downside.
On a personal note, the past two
months have been filled with family. I won’t go into the particulars but I have
been able to spend time with a soon-to-be two year old and an nine month old,
which has filled my heart in ways I not thought possible. Babies put everything
in perspective.
But what about writing. What
about the dream?
Still there and back in earnest
next week.
When my daughters were little I
never (not once) regretted the business I closed and management career I put on hold for eight years.
And now?
Not one second am I regretting my
pen on pause.
BUT
Get ready boys and girls. Next
week. I'm lookin' for ink.