The poem I just posted (called "Rain") wasn't really written today. I started looking through my old blog posts (thank GOODNESS I could find them...) and came across that unpublished one. I liked it but when I hit publish, it gave it today's date. Which makes sense, but I still felt the need to set the record straight about it.
I am loving reading my old posts, remembering things about my kids and my life that I'd forgotten, and now I'm wondering - why on Earth did I stop writing in my blog? My best guess is that it's because I gave up on writing all together. You want to know what else I gave up on? Reading. I mean technically I still read (I am a member of a book club after all) but it's not NEARLY the amount of reading I used to do, especially when I was a kid/teenager. I think my abandonment of reading and writing are connected. Yeah, yeah, yeah - I know. That's not a profound realization - a third grader could figure that one out.
So...here I am again. I think I gave up on writing because the idea of putting a novel out scares me to death. I'm certain that my childhood trauma would come out in my writing, either directly or indirectly and I just can't handle that. But guess what guys? This blog is about as anonymous as I could hope for. I'm going to tell two of my previous cheerleaders that I'm writing again but for the most part I know I'm putting my words out into the ether and I've decided that's the way I like it! (Although if anyone does read this and feels compelled to leave a comment, it's more than welcome.)
Maybe I should briefly state what's new in my life. We are empty-nesters with 2 dogs (it used to be 3 but we had to say goodbye to Henry this year...and I still have trouble looking at photos of him). My daughter is married, my son is engaged and they are both out of college. Damn. A lot can happen in 9 years, right?
Oh - and we plan on moving to Colorado in about a year. I'm done with Texas (which makes me very, very sad to say but it's true).
I'll be back. Stay tuned.
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