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I found my blog after 4 years

27 Apr

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I have been writing and have grown exponentially. I was surfing the site medium.com and happened upon a site that offered an opportunity for writers to showcase their work and receive a small sum as a result. They had a brief questionnaire and one question asked you to post a link to works you have created. I was at a loss…I hadn’t logged into this account in years. I searched through old tweets to find this page. 13 hours later here is a post from my upcoming book “Everything Hurts”. Thanks for having me back.

 

RIGHTEOUSNESS

If he made me breakfast when I arrived home before the sun parted the night.
I would kiss him gently before leading him back to bed.

If he held me tightly a hug that says “You are safe in my arms”. I would pull him closer deeper. My heart pounding against its soul mate. Each beat filling him with my love.

If he cast a smile my way, no matter what mood I’m in it would surely illuminate that day.
I would look into his eyes, where words failed to surmise. I would shower him with kisses.
Using my lips to translate a bond that simply won’t perish.

If he kissed my forehead, that kiss would crown me as his Queen. I would wear that crown all my days. Every day it belonged to me I would work reverently to bring grace and honor to our throne.

If he took my hand to walk through this haphazard life, I would hold his so tight.
That trust he has given, a treasure to me because:
Where your treasure is there will your heart also be.

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My Two Loves

15 Apr

Days work is done. Kids have been bathed, dinner is done, baby is sleeping. I’m up as usual, thinking. Someone please tell me how to get my brain to go to sleep.

After another day with the kids and everything that goes along with that; I’m thinking of exploring other options. What does that mean?

Do I need to spend all day with my two children at home? Its not like we’re here learning mandarin; or working on Jr. Einstein science projects. Don’t get me wrong I am trying to step it up; we will be doing some art projects and we are having more story time. With Isaiah and Juliet its no cake walk.

Hey it could be worse. Like….

Working a minimum wage job; sitting down all day. Calling people begging for donations aka “fundraising”. Lying, being treated as a juvenile, HAVING to gossip with your bosses. Pumping milk in the conference room; being burst in on more than once.

Yes, this is the glass half full. This position I formerly held did offer flexibility, it was part-time w/option for full. More important, it was a laugh. Often we called it the “circus”. I could talk for hours about that job. Who wants a job?

I returned to work when Juliet was 5 weeks old. I missed her; I longed to spend more time with her. Here I am at the cross roads

A. I could continue to stay at home with the kids. At least until they enter pre-school

B. I could run away. (Joke)

C. I could go back to work.

I don’t want to leave the task of raising my children to someone else. I mean I wish I could teach them myself. Who really can train our children better than us, their parents. There is also the fact I really don’t trust anyone but their grandparents with them. Teachers, grandparents, and trust that’s another blog.

I do want a career.

I love to write, to film; to be creative. How can I merge the two? Guess I’ll just have to run away…….
(Joke)

Back to my hunt for the perfect career.

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