I've loved writing, since I was a little girl. I still do. Yet, for some reason, I don't turn to it enough. I started this blog to share Emery, my family, my life, my writing with the world. I have not done a very good job of keeping with it. I get busy or tired and just forget. Not a very good excuse, I know. I think I'm still trying to find my blogging feet. I certainly am not at a loss of things to say. However, my mama taught me manners. I can vent and complain with the best of 'em, but I'm not foolish enough to do so in a public forum about topics such as work or specific people. And I'm not going to write an over the top sugary sweet blog because that can be unrealistic.
I have plenty of things I'd like to discuss--about my daughter, her abilities and challenges, society and perceptions, news events, and education. I struggle with wanting to be heard and wanting to blend in with the wallpaper. Sounds ridiculous, I know.
Here's what else I know. It's been far too long since I've written. It's been too long since I've written here. This is a place where I can record my thoughts and feelings on being a mother. I can use my words to create a snapshot of life. I'm hoping to grow in my advocacy role even more this year. I'm not one to enjoy shoving my agenda down your throat, but I have the skill to craft a piece of writing to advocate while telling a story. I plan to start doing that more often. I'm feeling inspired lately, for many reasons I'm sure.
I told my husband last night I wanted to start spending a few hours a week writing. I need to see my words fill pages. I have a story to tell. Even if the public never reads it, I NEED to complete it. I do not have a title for this memoir yet, but it's a work in progress. Just like me!
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