HALFWAY....
OMG it appears as though it is nearly July.
July! Where on earth have the other six months gone!
Let's face it, I do remember some of them. January was there...some heat, lots of folks in the library for school holidays.
February was a crap month. My dad died the day before my birthday...which meant March was a bit of a blur.
I've spent a little bit of time in the garden, but nowhere near as much as I would like or want. I've found that while living on a hill does give you lots of chances for exercise, when you have a toddler with you it is very limiting. They are forever falling on their behind....or attempting a quick getaway by running DOWN THE DRIVEWAY like a maniac.
Both of these scenarios ended in tears and with me deciding that perhaps now is not the time to garden.
No matter how tempting.
Work has also been a time of upheaval...with people going, some moving on, some moving to the left for a few months, others moving for a year. Which of course means new people, new work arrangements, new job divisions. More change.
And in the past few months we have had a lot more grandchildren duties.
Bit of this...
and a lot of this.
Another bit of change to any of our routines. Instead of making my lunch in the morning, I am rushing around making 2 lunches, one set of snacks. Making sure one school bag is packed, one nappy bag is packed and my bag is packed with all I need for the programs I'm running that day.
Some days have been quite interesting!
So of course when I wonder what on earth I've done in the past six months...I'm not surprised that I have not done a great deal writing wise. I have done some of what I had planned...others have fallen as life gets more involved.
Frankly that's the way it is. We all deal with different things. In fact I know quite a few fellow writers going through hard personal times. With ill family members, doctor appointments and specialists taking up so much of their time.
When this happens we go with the flow. Do what you have to do. The writing will be there. Perhaps a few words tossed off while in a waiting room, or a few lines conjured together during the school run. An idea builds as you handle something that is not in your normal scope.
It's these times that we have to remind ourselves just how strong we are. In fact the writer's I'm thinking of are some of the strongest women I know. Dealing with so much, yet facing each day as it comes.
In those moments, rare that they are, that we have to ourselves, it's time to appreciate just how wonderful we are.
And enjoy what we have. For nothing is guaranteed.
Vicki
July! Where on earth have the other six months gone!
Let's face it, I do remember some of them. January was there...some heat, lots of folks in the library for school holidays.
February was a crap month. My dad died the day before my birthday...which meant March was a bit of a blur.
I've spent a little bit of time in the garden, but nowhere near as much as I would like or want. I've found that while living on a hill does give you lots of chances for exercise, when you have a toddler with you it is very limiting. They are forever falling on their behind....or attempting a quick getaway by running DOWN THE DRIVEWAY like a maniac.
Both of these scenarios ended in tears and with me deciding that perhaps now is not the time to garden.
Work has also been a time of upheaval...with people going, some moving on, some moving to the left for a few months, others moving for a year. Which of course means new people, new work arrangements, new job divisions. More change.
And in the past few months we have had a lot more grandchildren duties.
Bit of this...
Another bit of change to any of our routines. Instead of making my lunch in the morning, I am rushing around making 2 lunches, one set of snacks. Making sure one school bag is packed, one nappy bag is packed and my bag is packed with all I need for the programs I'm running that day.
Some days have been quite interesting!
So of course when I wonder what on earth I've done in the past six months...I'm not surprised that I have not done a great deal writing wise. I have done some of what I had planned...others have fallen as life gets more involved.
Frankly that's the way it is. We all deal with different things. In fact I know quite a few fellow writers going through hard personal times. With ill family members, doctor appointments and specialists taking up so much of their time.
When this happens we go with the flow. Do what you have to do. The writing will be there. Perhaps a few words tossed off while in a waiting room, or a few lines conjured together during the school run. An idea builds as you handle something that is not in your normal scope.
It's these times that we have to remind ourselves just how strong we are. In fact the writer's I'm thinking of are some of the strongest women I know. Dealing with so much, yet facing each day as it comes.
In those moments, rare that they are, that we have to ourselves, it's time to appreciate just how wonderful we are.
And enjoy what we have. For nothing is guaranteed.
Vicki
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