I’m a mom, a wife, and seemingly, a life-long student. The years I was not in school, I learned about motherhood, who and when to trust, myself, and starting over. That was, more or less, the 2000’s. Now in the 2010’s, I’m back to the book-type learning. School used to be so easy for me. As an adult with a family and a full-time job, I’m finding that school is a little more difficult than I remembered. But I continue on.
My husband is fantastic. He knows what kind of support I need from him, when I need to be reminded of my homework, and when to be held accountable for going to class on time. I’m sure he finds me frustrating to no end, but I just tell myself I’m preparing him for fatherhood. While we have my children on a part-time basis, we are working on having a couple more. And, hopefully in the near future, having mine back full-time as well.
No one ever promised life would be easy, but I am grateful for the blessings I do have. My dream is to write. The funny thing is, my husband is the one who pointed it out to me. He wants to make enough money to support us so that I can start churning out novels. While that is a bit enthusiastic, I find the thought a bit dizzying. I have never written a story more than about ten or twelve pages. I have not written for leisure in a very long time. But when the mood hits me, I am setting down a goal to stop and write, at least a few minutes each day. Some will show up here, on this more personal blog. Hopefully, in the future, I will have a second blog set up for fiction. Short stories, poems, little bits that sneak into my mind while I drive to work. Eventually I might have enough for a novel.
I am taking baby steps. For now, that’s all I can do. I know and understand that practice makes perfect, and a good writer must write, and read, every single day to become a great writer. That is my goal.