It has been weeks since I have had time to write or even think very much. Holidays are good in the sense that I see the children more, but it is hard work having little rest and them still so young. Today I was fortunate to have a few hours to myself while hubby took some leave and I found it hard to be still and to not have to have a sense that I was achieving something in that time. I enjoyed writing a small letter to a friend overseas, took a stroll around a lake at a local park and then returned there to craft a short writing piece that my son has requested for months. A little sequel to the Velveteen Rabbit story – one in which the ending is changed. It’s not quite finished but I look forward to presenting it to him with some sketches done by a friend if I can. I think I will revisit that little spot by the mini lake whenever I need a tranquil place – it’s hard for me to find places to inspire creativity without feeling like I must drive a long distance.
Tomorrow begins another chapter in my life – I return to work as a learning support assistant, this time, with my daughter in long daycare. I have eased her into a longer stay for the past two sessions, but this will be breakfast until almost dinner time. She was clingy tonight, wanting someone to lie down with her and settle her. She asked myself, hubby and even her 8 year old brother. I felt so sad that I had an appointment and couldn’t stay. She will do so much growing up this year, even as I seek to make some inroads in my own personal development. Already, she expresses herself quite well in sentences and gets indignant over things. It’s cute! She breaks into song or dance frequently and I do hope she spreads that joy wherever she goes. My son is changing from small boy to that inbetween stage – not quite pubescent but growing up ever so fast. I feel a lump in my throat as I know the years will go quickly now.
I must away for now but will write more as it comes. Till then, stay well and keep your writing flowing!