One Step Closer

I heave a sigh of relief as I sit here typing, listening to one of Bach's cello suites. I have completed my Masters. All I have to do now is wait for the diploma, which will come hopefully in February, if not then, in May.

Although my final was not my best work, it was good enough to get a passing grade. My professor considered my capabilities as a writer 'quite impressive'. And to have someone who has a PhD. state that your work is 'impressive' is, well, impressive. It is one thing to say, you do good work, but a quite a wonderful thing when it is said that you do impressive work and are capable of so much more. I hold on to those words in my moments of writers block, which seem to be frequent of late.

I hope to be on this blog more often, addressing an area that I love, and want to nurture. It is my goal to become a writer of one type or another. And in order to be a writer, one must write. So here I go, attempting to achieve the goal of writer in my new and chaotic world. Currently my son is in the other room yelling, and I am sure attempting to get into the garbage can, or pull something out of one of the dirty laundry baskets, but even amidst those distractions, I shall write. God has given me a gift that I shall not waste anymore. Those who are deep in the literary world are impressed by my capabilities, and when I am immersed in a literary conversation, I feel alive, more alive than I have in a while. I must pursue my passion, I must remember my my passion...

Now, it is time to go back to the mundane world of laundry and baby bottles..... but Bach shall continue in the back ground to inspire me to continue in my endeavors.

A little 'me' time

It has been awhile since I have taken time for myself to just sit down and write. I think I have almost forgotten how. As much as I love being a mother, (my son is sitting in his exersaucer clapping as I type) I have to remind myself that it is VERY important for me to take some time just to be me.

Now, for some people this may not be an issue… but for some strange and inexplicable reason, I have never, and I mean never been good at taking me time. When I was in college it was about doing my school work and working, and hanging out with friends, and when I got married it has been about doing things for my husband and keeping the house clean and going to work. Now that I am a mom, well, you get the idea.

It is my personal goal to make time for myself. Okay, I have said it… now to do it. That is the hard part, the saying “easier said than done” was not just pulled out of thin air. My first step is sitting here typing in my blog. I am intending this to be done no less than once a week, I want to keep my creative juices flowing.

One thing that has brought to the fore front of my attention that I need ‘me time’ is that I have been getting sick. I tend to be a high strung person, and in combination with a medical condition, that is not a good thing. I am attempting to bring down that string a lot lower, I just am not sure how… I am working on getting myself ‘centered’ or to that calm and relaxed place in my life, and would welcome any suggestions. I NEED to take care of myself. Well, I guess the taking care of myself is done for the moment, as my little man is clamoring for momma’s attention. More later.