I really want to write but my hands are tied. No! Literally they are, but ofcourse not with ropes (giggles) but with my kiddo. Never thought life could get busier than busy. Made me truly understand the true definition of having one's hands full.
I am not complaining absolutely not! For the joy he brings to my life outweighs everything else. all of a sudden everything in life is somehow connected to him and he is center of everything I do, I dream, I hope and I endear.
Its like the soreness from having done weight training yesterday, you are so sore but you love it! Haha, what a comparison, I am laughing at it now. (LOL)
OK coming back to my desire to write- I really can't blame anyone but myself for not writing since two years. Writing helps me ease out all emotions and is comforting, yet I never get it, the true credit it deserves. So far in life, its always helped and awarded me with a unique sense of accomplishment.
When I go back and read what I've written I do 'self-admire' and 'self-pity' at the same time. 'Self- Admire' because I like what each article/poem has turned out to be. 'Self-Pity' because I don't write that well, that often.
Whoa, I am finally writing and on 'writing' (smiles). I guess that's a good start and I will likely continue. So here's 3 cheers to my writing alter ego!
I am not complaining absolutely not! For the joy he brings to my life outweighs everything else. all of a sudden everything in life is somehow connected to him and he is center of everything I do, I dream, I hope and I endear.
Its like the soreness from having done weight training yesterday, you are so sore but you love it! Haha, what a comparison, I am laughing at it now. (LOL)
OK coming back to my desire to write- I really can't blame anyone but myself for not writing since two years. Writing helps me ease out all emotions and is comforting, yet I never get it, the true credit it deserves. So far in life, its always helped and awarded me with a unique sense of accomplishment.
When I go back and read what I've written I do 'self-admire' and 'self-pity' at the same time. 'Self- Admire' because I like what each article/poem has turned out to be. 'Self-Pity' because I don't write that well, that often.
Whoa, I am finally writing and on 'writing' (smiles). I guess that's a good start and I will likely continue. So here's 3 cheers to my writing alter ego!
