It is hard to prioritize writing, or any other thing that I myself want to do. At the end of the day (and the beginning… the middle… yep, pretty much all of it)… it’s hard to find a moment to myself.
Ironically, that is one of the reasons I started blogging in the first place… as a reminder to myself that a creative person with an occasional thought exists, somewhere amidst the chaos and constant needs of my lovely young ones. I wouldn’t trade these years, not for anything. But twenty years from now, when the dust clouds are settling, I’d like to look myself in the mirror and recognize who I see. Can you empathize?
All of this to say… I’m hoping to be here just a little bit more.
Hold on to your little piece of sanity – whatever it may be.