Pen on pause

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.