So here I am, almost three months since my last confession... err.. I mean, reflection... and I don't even know where to begin. I DO know, that I miss writing. I've been doing so little of it lately, be it journaling, letter writing or what have you... It's almost to the point where it feels unnatural. Which is frustrating in and of itself, because I USED to find it the most natural, easiest way to express myself. Where did that go?
Pen in hand isn't any easier, believe me. I've received several letters, cards, etc., over the past year, and those of you who haven't heard from me in return are probably wondering why you bothered at all. Lucky for me, I have beautiful friends with the kindest of hearts and know that I'm easily forgiven. Knowing that doesn't make me any less irritated with myself, though.
And so it goes...
Life, is good. My heart is damn near full and my darling little angels aren't nearly as little, angelic OR darling as they once were. But they both ARE very much maturing into wonderful, more-often-than-not well adjusted, beautiful young people...
I've taken on a second job, which has been more of a blessing than a burden, even with the added time away from my family. Weekends are a must, but the four to five hour shifts go by rather quickly and, more importantly, I've a little more income to dig into when the wolf comes a'howling.
Funny, though ~ There doesn't seem to be a whole lot to share about the past several months. My life journey continues as a whirlwind of sorts... Climbing higher than i'd ever imagined until it seems there is nothing left to dream of and no place else to land one minute, to plunging head first into circumstance and consequence the next.
We live. We love. We learn.
Till we meet again....
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Ah Michelle, so good to read about your life now. You sound up and positive and running your things well. I've been checking in every day so I'm pleased to read this post. There's no point in diving into anything you don't want to dive into. Let Spring come and splash you in the face.
Love DB
Looks like you are doing great!
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Marie
I go through spurts in writing too...that's why I do photographs...it helps me with writing...it's mostly finding time to write...but like you I do miss it and return to journaling time after time. It's like a peaceful time and an adrenline time at the same time...that may sound strange...but it's what happens to me. Maria
You ended this perfectly.
Also, the second job~ I have them all thru my 20s 30s and often it was a blessing, not only for what it could provide, but also because much of the work I loved. Not all of it ;-0, but much. Writing comes in spurts sometimes, just go with it. Overall, things are going well....smile.
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