OK, OK … so I stepped away from writing for a few days. Not intentionally, more by accident … life threw me one of those curveballs and I bobbled it, dropped it and have spent the last week trying to find it so I can huck it back to where it came from.
See I love to write. Really, I do. I love to tell stories and create possible scenarios in my mind. The center console of my car is filled with 3 x 5 note cards that I’ve jotted various ideas on over the years. I have purses (yes plural, I mean who doesn’t have multiple handbags?) that hang on their respective hooks filled with writing prompts. And I have a nightstand drawer stuffed with journals I’ve kept over the years. Sidebar here, am I the only one out there that still prefers to write longhand? Back on track now … So, as I haven’t done much writing this past week, I’ve felt a little lost – because like I said, I love the craft. It gives me purpose and I feel satisfied when a page full of scribble can actually do justice to the thoughts in my head.
But, that curveball I mentioned, well it sort of came outa left field (which might make you wonder what the damn pitcher was doing out there when he should have been on his pitching mound in the first place!!) Ho, hum … see, I’m off track again … Let’s just say I’ve been a little overwhelmed as of late and had to take some time to breathe in-between crossing off items on my to-do list. And I have my five year old to thank for very bluntly pointing that out to me … The other day when I asked him to brush his teeth before he had finished putting on his shoes, he yelled back at me,
“Geeze Mom, I can only do so many things at once!”
Any thoughts as to where he might have heard that one before??
Make it a great day people, and remember to breathe out there!