I Did It
I am a free woman. OK. Technically I am an unemployed woman but it feels more like free. Today is the first day and I am somewhat unsure what I feel. I feel joy. I feel some concern. I feel some pressure to lay out a plan, set up some goals--both short- and long-term, and to begin to align schedules.
One of my greatest fears is that I have lost the ability to do creative writing and a major challenge to myself is to push myself to sit and write everyday. This journaling/blogging does not come easy and I'm not very happy with the results. Maybe it just is what it is. This is a series of notes to myself about the process of rediscovering the Kay in my life and restoring her to the center. This is for me.
Yesterday I commented to a friend that within me, deep within, is still the Pippi Longstockings that led me into so many adventures and I think I long to pull her back up. And I know that I really like people and whatever I chose to do I want it to be with and for people.
Now I have some breathing room (and did I mention how wonderful breathing is??) and am beginning reconstruction of me.
And how many times am I saying "me" or "I"?
One of my greatest fears is that I have lost the ability to do creative writing and a major challenge to myself is to push myself to sit and write everyday. This journaling/blogging does not come easy and I'm not very happy with the results. Maybe it just is what it is. This is a series of notes to myself about the process of rediscovering the Kay in my life and restoring her to the center. This is for me.
Yesterday I commented to a friend that within me, deep within, is still the Pippi Longstockings that led me into so many adventures and I think I long to pull her back up. And I know that I really like people and whatever I chose to do I want it to be with and for people.
Now I have some breathing room (and did I mention how wonderful breathing is??) and am beginning reconstruction of me.
And how many times am I saying "me" or "I"?
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