Sitting here behind my desk and contemplating about life. I seem to have come to that "midlife" season and I can't honestly say that I really know what the heck I'm doing. I KNOW I'm supposed to be "grown-up" seeing as my youngest child is 20 and we have 8 grandchildren. Yet, I still feel as though I'm searching and feeling my way around and asking myself, how do I want to spend the rest of my life? Where is my passion? WHAT is my passion? Do I have enough get up and go to get out and get it? The one true thing I'm certain of is that I need to get it in gear and get focused.
I've often dreamed of writing yet I have no idea what to write. Maybe there's a book inside of me but its going to take a jack hammer to get it out. I once thought I'd write fiction. I just don't see it happening. My imagination runs faulty when I attempt to come up with the simplest of plots. Maybe inspirational or a memoir? Not sure. But if/when I DO put pen to paper it will most likely be nonfiction.
I also want to create something with my hands. I love the thought of quilting and designing jewelry yet given the time to either sit and sew/bead, I waste time on the internet. I have GOT to do better...
The saga continues.
Till next time
Tracy!
I've often dreamed of writing yet I have no idea what to write. Maybe there's a book inside of me but its going to take a jack hammer to get it out. I once thought I'd write fiction. I just don't see it happening. My imagination runs faulty when I attempt to come up with the simplest of plots. Maybe inspirational or a memoir? Not sure. But if/when I DO put pen to paper it will most likely be nonfiction.
I also want to create something with my hands. I love the thought of quilting and designing jewelry yet given the time to either sit and sew/bead, I waste time on the internet. I have GOT to do better...
The saga continues.
Till next time
Tracy!
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