Have you ever had those moments when you just think to yourself “What am I doing?” I mean, when you sit and wonder has my life meant anything to anyone? Am I all about making life easy for my kids on summer vacation, picking up stuff, making dinner, watching them sleep the day away, taking care of my husband, and working? Don’t get me wrong. I love my life, I love my kids, and I love my husband. Besides which this new business is and has been a real growing experience for me and for my husband. It hasn’t been without it’s turmoil and upsets, but all in all it has been a growth time for us.
But, is this where I thought I would be now in my life? Is it too late for me to chase any of those dreams that I have had for so long? Am I just too old to make any of those things happen for me????
I AM a writer. It is in my blood and my heart. It is what I have always wanted to do. I want to write a great work of literary genius. I want to spill my thoughts out onto a page and have people want to read it. I have started, stopped and started again a novel, a book of poetry, a devotional book, I have done several childrens stories…but….here I am, still just dreaming of being a true writer in every sense of the word.
I couldn’t make a living at it, at this point. I suppose there are many “writers” like me out there who would love nothing more then to be able to live and thrive as a writer. Yes I have been published a few times. And each time was as wonderful as the time before. Exciting..thrilling!
But, I would love to write something that would mean something to people.
So, what am I doing?
I’m blogging cuz I don’t like the rejection letters that come in the mail.
I guess it is time for me to step it up a notch, and follow my heart, rejection letters or not, and start sending stuff out there again.
Or, am I just too old for those kinds of dreams????