I have to admit I am a sucker for Christmas morning. And this year is no exception. We are incredibly blessed during a very difficult time in our world. We have our health, a beautiful new home, and a healthy child. My husband and I still enjoy rattling around the cage together after 23 years of marriage. Life is good.
I am also following my heart and pursuing my dreams because I have the support of my family.
And I’ve learned that I have the ability to write in any circumstance. If I have an hour a day or so, give or take, I can keep plowing forward. That is a good thing to know should I return to the workforce after my daughter goes to college.
I’ve given myself time to pursue the goal and a deadline for publishing. If I am not published by the time I am 50, I will reevaluate and look to getting a part time job as well as continue my writing. I thought at first I would give it up completely, but I have no desire to do that and now I know I can do both–heck I am raising my child and writing. Why can’t I work and write for nothing till I am published.
The greatest gift is knowing you have found your passion and are pursuing it without regard for the reward or the end of the game.
One more sleep till Christmas, but in this house, I feel I have already been given the greatest of all gifts… home, health, happiness!