It's morning. It's smack-dab in the middle of the holidays. Plus there are two December birthdays in my house.
We're in the middle of a bathroom remodel, trying to get some books out, get our son into school for the first time ever, both my husband and I are working part time. I wake up in the morning and the first thing I want to do is write, but by the time I get some toast, warm up my coffee, get my laptop out, there are so many thoughts of all the things I need to get down. From simple things to dishes, to editing a book cover, to working on the bathroom remodel, to.... well you get the picture. Life is hectic. And mornings are... well mornings. Never been a fan.
Yet, I sit here tapping away, listening to the occasional sound of a car driving past the window, the ticking of the clock on the wall, the chirping of birds outside, and I enjoy the PEACE before my two small children wake up.
It's taken me a while to realize writing is a priority in my life. It's more than just a hobby to me, something I do when I get an idea or a hankering to do so, it's a dream. It's a lifestyle I desire. It's something that eats away at me until I put my ideas down on paper. It's something I not only want to do, it's something I have to do.
So despite how much I hate mornings, good morning! Here I am, typing away, ready and eager for more.
~ G.G. Marshall
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