There’s been a lot going on recently. Well, when I say recently I probably mean for the past two years. Child, jobs, school, elections, different jobs, more school.
But these past two months, going on three, have been utter madness. Take a job, buy a car, start commuting again, kid starts Grade 1, husband starts his Masters just as mine is officially over, three races to get myself back into gear. Major, history-making things happening at work, all while I’m still trying to figure out the day-to-day processes of things.
And then I landed in the ER, and then my grandfather landed in the ER, all while my sister is away and we’re dog-sitting.
What do I need to do to keep up?
I need to get more exercise, I need to eat better, I need to sleep better and I need to write more.
I don’t need therapy, I have a blog.
I have written my way through all of the hardest things in my life and I can’t let that go now. I have a journey that I’m going on and I need to let it all out someplace.
Here is where I write my way through all the tough stuff and get down to the nugget of the thing. Here is where I hone my skills. Here is where I remind myself who I am and what matters. Here is where I express all my feelings and leave them to just be.
I need to type it out. I need to put pen to paper. I need to remember the basis of myself. I am a writer, writing is me.