How to begin again after such a long break? One I never meant to take. With a life filled with so many chores and a mind full of so many ideas, I haven't had a chance to grab the laptop and write as I love to write. I have much to accomplish in just a month. Though I finish up early in the evening, I find the much desired rest that I need.
Will I write on a daily basis again? Of course! It may just take some time to get me there.
The last assignment for school is in works as well as my last certification for instructing at the gymnasium. One more month until summer, and one more month to sign up to begin studying for my teaching degree.
Will I publish an article? I hope so. I have been working on submissions every moment I can. I have been critiquing many articles that I wrote in the writing course and sending out short stories to magazines. But it is not my true love.
My true love is novel writing. I am pleased to inform you that I haven't given up on my novels. The ideas are still flowing. My romance story, The Director, is getting a face lift starting this week including a name change more fitting for it's story.
Patience is all that I asked as I finish the final stages that leave me tiresome. I will return with a vengeance and a new design for this blog site. That I promise.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Vocation In Life
Have you ever wondered how things change throughout your life? What made you want to have a child or why you chose the job you have?
Seven years ago, I was wrapped up in business affairs with no intentions of having children. My lifestyle just didn't offer opportunity for children, or so I believed. There weren't enough hours in the day to accomplish my work, let alone children with schedules that needed to be followed.
Then one evening when I drifted off into a deep sleep, I dreamed of a little boy laughing, running towards the cabin with a fishing pole in hand. He ran into my arms and hugged me tight. I saw his precious smiling face and I knew he was mine. When I woke, I felt an incredible warmth run through my entire body. My heart felt as if it could burst with love and joy. Then I realized it was just a dream. I longed for that little boy in my dreams.
Within two years, I had a baby boy. From the moment I looked into his grayish blue eyes, work had never been first priority. He was. I wanted him to have a mother who was home to take care of him. Luckily, I was able to stay home with him. I never missed a single moment of his growing life.
When he went to preschool, I helped in his classroom. I did my best to stay away and get house chores done while he was in preschool. When he began all day Kindergarten, I volunteered to be the room parent. It wasn't enough. I now have a job at the elementary school and I volunteer in his classroom three times a week in the afternoon. Now my love had grown deeper. It wasn't just my son that I kept me at the school. It was the all the children and the teachers.
The children are so impressionable at that age that I love helping anytime I can. Now I'm going back to school to become a substitute teacher and eventually have my own classroom. I feel that I could help guide children to a bright and successful future. I long to teach these youngsters and praise them every chance I get. I love to encourage them to be the very best they can be because I believe in them.
I went from a business minded woman who didn't want anything less than a successful company; to a mother who couldn't imagine life without her child; to a mother who wants to make a difference in as many children's future by becoming a teacher.
I believe that I have finally found my vocation in life.
Seven years ago, I was wrapped up in business affairs with no intentions of having children. My lifestyle just didn't offer opportunity for children, or so I believed. There weren't enough hours in the day to accomplish my work, let alone children with schedules that needed to be followed.
Then one evening when I drifted off into a deep sleep, I dreamed of a little boy laughing, running towards the cabin with a fishing pole in hand. He ran into my arms and hugged me tight. I saw his precious smiling face and I knew he was mine. When I woke, I felt an incredible warmth run through my entire body. My heart felt as if it could burst with love and joy. Then I realized it was just a dream. I longed for that little boy in my dreams.
Within two years, I had a baby boy. From the moment I looked into his grayish blue eyes, work had never been first priority. He was. I wanted him to have a mother who was home to take care of him. Luckily, I was able to stay home with him. I never missed a single moment of his growing life.
When he went to preschool, I helped in his classroom. I did my best to stay away and get house chores done while he was in preschool. When he began all day Kindergarten, I volunteered to be the room parent. It wasn't enough. I now have a job at the elementary school and I volunteer in his classroom three times a week in the afternoon. Now my love had grown deeper. It wasn't just my son that I kept me at the school. It was the all the children and the teachers.
The children are so impressionable at that age that I love helping anytime I can. Now I'm going back to school to become a substitute teacher and eventually have my own classroom. I feel that I could help guide children to a bright and successful future. I long to teach these youngsters and praise them every chance I get. I love to encourage them to be the very best they can be because I believe in them.
I went from a business minded woman who didn't want anything less than a successful company; to a mother who couldn't imagine life without her child; to a mother who wants to make a difference in as many children's future by becoming a teacher.
I believe that I have finally found my vocation in life.
Monday, April 4, 2011
Sweetest Moments
The day was warm and muggy when Karla and Michael set out on their walk. A chance to enjoy the sun's warmth and delightful conversation. They walked to the ice cream store holding hands and smiling at each other. Talking of their dreams and their future. They ordered an ice cream cone each and set back on a journey towards the house when the winds picked up. Karla had the ice cream cone close to her mouth when the wind took control and pushed it into her face. She laughed and pulled the cone away from her face. Michael laughed as he watched her try to clean off the ice cream.
"Let me help," he said and pulled her close to him. She laughed. He smiled at her and said, "You missed a spot." He leaned down and kissed her lips. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him passionately. The ice cream from the cone began to melt down on her hand and she let go. Her cheeks flushed as she gazed into his eyes. Michael's smile widened and he let out a sigh.
He took her hand and they continued their walk back to the house.
"Let me help," he said and pulled her close to him. She laughed. He smiled at her and said, "You missed a spot." He leaned down and kissed her lips. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him passionately. The ice cream from the cone began to melt down on her hand and she let go. Her cheeks flushed as she gazed into his eyes. Michael's smile widened and he let out a sigh.
He took her hand and they continued their walk back to the house.
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