It’s My Birthday (2019)
Happy Birthday to Me!
Today I turn forty-two. Not a monumental age. Not one that is supposed to mark a major turn in one’s life.
I think back ten years to thirty-two. Pretty sure that was when I really started to feel like an adult. I started to take my health more seriously, had my first major move, had a few jobs under my belt, and started this little, old blog. 🙂
If I think back twenty years to twenty-two, I was graduating from undergrad school. I was trying to figure out who I was and where I was going. I had no clue. I knew for sure I wanted to write and I looked for a job that would allow me to do this. No other plans.
At twelve, thirty years ago, I don’t remember much about sixth grade, except for one thing… This was the year I started writing. I remember very clearly writing on the bus home from school. I’m twelve and I think this is a fabulous idea. I’m excited everyday to work on my book.
Thirty years and I still try and hold on to the excitement. I would not say that writing is fun. Sometimes I have to write difficult, sad scenes. Other times I’m writing scenes that are scary. So, no, I would not say that writing is fun.
But I would say that it is exciting. I really do try and get myself revved up and excited to write. Remembering that twelve year-old on the bus helps. She skipped homework to write. She turned off the TV to write. I hold on to that feeling when I start my writing sessions.
Not sure how the next ten years are going to unfold.
I want to keep writing. I want to stay excited about what is to come. That’s all.