Circa 2004
I have achieved a point in my life where gratitude has overcome confusion. I am clear, confident and able to live my life with a pure heart. No, I'm not a saint. That would be pretty comical to think of me as a saint, but I do own and own up to my choices and actions. The past three years, I have relished the role of motherhood, but with the birth of my third child, I have achieved the confidence to truly enjoy my role. I am so grateful for the opportunity to be a mother and a wife. My relationship with my husband grows stronger each day. I appreciate the support he continues to provide as I accomplish my personal and professional goals.
One of those goals was to become a published author. As long as I can remember, I have always wanted to be a writer. I can recall my first book, The Fat Cat, which I wrote at the tender age of 6. It was destined to be a best-seller with its engaging character and non-stop action (the frisky cat ate and ate until he blew up and then he was skinny again.) This 8-page thriller was designed with finest construction paper and illustrated with only the sharpest Crayolas. I remember painstakingly using my mom's ball of yarn to weave the spine of the book together. I loved that book. Finishing it was intoxicating. After the completion of that book, I explored my creative side by writing a play called The Four Girls. It was a short play of four friends who sat around a table talking about all the kids at school. Had I developed it further 20 years later, it could've been the next "Friends."
Then I delved into my sensitive side by writing poetry and haiku. My biggest fan, my mom, took one of those poems and turned it into a Christmas ornament for our extended family. Here's a piece of that little ditty:
Writing has always been a release to me. Not only do I feel like I can communicate to others through this medium, but I communicate to myself. Sounds like some new age psycho-babble, right? Not really. Writing allows me to get my emotions out. I have a tendency to keep my feelings bottled up. So, even though I aspire to publish my writing and make enough to purchase more than just one Happy Meal for my three kids, I won't get discouraged. Rather, I'll just pick up the pen and write more because I never know when my dreams will come true!
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I originally wrote this piece in 2004. Today, I was cleaning out my computer and found it sitting here. As a testament to the power of putting pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard), I am now a published author of an award-winning book, Mommyhood Diaries. I also have four more books forthcoming: Mommy Hullabaloo, Karmic Acts of Kindness, Kindred Generations, and The Chaos and Creativity Connection. I'm also a contributing author to A Book is Born (2007, Wyatt-MacKenzie) – awesome book on the publishing process!
Whether your dream is to scale a mountain, sing a tune, or pen a book, never give up. Write down your goals because you never know when opportunity will come a knockin'!
In chaos and creativity,
Julie