So I hear that “old school” Mommy blogs may be having a come back. Far be it from me to miss out on a passing fad, so here we are. My first blog post.
I have been a writer from the time I could put pencil to paper and craft sentences. I have always loved to write. Maybe this is my chance to rediscover that long lost love and share a little bit of my journey with the world. Blogging was something I had always wanted to do, but during the late 1990s and early 2000s I was too busy doing hands on “Mommy stuff” to be able to carve out time to blog about it.
Now, from my second-story perch overlooking the coast, I’m finally carving out that time—not just to look back, but to steward what’s next.
Along the way I was beyond blessed to have my amazing mother partner alongside of me. That’s Linda, up there. I will never describe myself as a single mom because I wasn’t. I had a co parent in my mother that was there for me and the kids every step of the way. Without her emotional support, her physical presence and her financial bail outs, I probably would not be sitting here writing this today. So shout out to all of you, who are grinding this out, day in day out, without true support from someone who has partnered with you. You have my utmost respect and admiration.
Flash forward to 20 or so years later and I find myself heading into my 54th spin around the sun. I have three grown children and two add on kiddos in their spouse and partner. I was a young mom, having my first two at the ages of 23 and 24 years old. The final bundle of epic energy came along when I was 32. I am blessed to have them all near by and we have been able to let our relationship evolve as they have grown into adulthood.
I am semi retired after having an epic crash out post hysterectomy where I questioned everything about myself. I had been on medical leave for about 10 weeks and as the days came near to return to work, I dreaded it. To my core.
This was not something I had anticipated. I was a state worker, working hybrid, making decent money. I had hit my 10 years of state service and locked in my retirement. I had a nice little nest egg building and my three children were marching ahead on their journeys. I had a wonderful life partner that had literally materialized out of thin air at a wedding in Ohio who has made my life so rich. More on him later.
So I returned back to work post hysterectomy …….
And promptly quit a mere two weeks later.
I was done. Capital D – Done.
So my friend, if you care to read along as I find “Joy on a Journey”, I would love to have your company. Have you ever had a ‘Capital D – Done’ moment that changed everything? I’d love to hear about the breath you took right after.
Joy On A Journey 