Passion
I never know what will flutter from these fingers next, but I do know that something must eventually because I just can't stop that itching urge to write. Writing has always been a great passion of mine and never more so than now. Inspiring ideas and awakening emotions is somewhat of an art to me. Like the carefully painted canvases of an artist, the mind has become my canvas of which I build upon, constantly analyzing the beauties and uglies of life and molding these thoughts into words that mean so much more. Once I start to feel that tingle in my fingers, that river of thoughts begining to flow in my mind, and that tranquil, inviting, and oh-so-inspiring nature floating around me, you can't stop me from reaching for my laptop. Writing is like a drug; a very, very addicting drug. It takes me so high and once its purpose has been served, I feel relief.
Today I watched another episode of Oprah and the topic was on parents that spoil their children and why this is unhealthy behavior. Another addiction of mine is watching Oprah, especially when the topic is concerning parenting, home decor, or family togetherness. I'm crazy about shows like "Supernanny," "Shalom in the home," and just about everything on the HGTV channel. I must have been some kind of supermom in my last life (if multiple lives exist) because I certainly enjoy learning about those kinds of things. Or perhaps I am just destined to be a mom. Does "homemaker" count as a profession? Are there classes that one can take for this career? Most likely not. I'll simply have to finish school, get a degree, and hope that Rickey will make enough money for me to be a stay-at-home mom. That would be my dream. I would be a supermom. I would volunteer my time at animal shelters and homeless shelters. I would teach my children that giving is the greatest gift of all. I wouldnt just sit at home all day and take care of the kids. I would plan events for them like picnics, art projects, and trips to the zoo and park.
When I think about things like this, I get this warm fuzzy feeling inside like falling in love all over again. I get excited and enthusiastic. Its absolutely the best feeling in the world.
Someday all these dreams of mine will happen. I will be a writer, a volunteer, and a great mother and wife. I feel it deep within my heart and I just know that this has to be in my future.
Today I watched another episode of Oprah and the topic was on parents that spoil their children and why this is unhealthy behavior. Another addiction of mine is watching Oprah, especially when the topic is concerning parenting, home decor, or family togetherness. I'm crazy about shows like "Supernanny," "Shalom in the home," and just about everything on the HGTV channel. I must have been some kind of supermom in my last life (if multiple lives exist) because I certainly enjoy learning about those kinds of things. Or perhaps I am just destined to be a mom. Does "homemaker" count as a profession? Are there classes that one can take for this career? Most likely not. I'll simply have to finish school, get a degree, and hope that Rickey will make enough money for me to be a stay-at-home mom. That would be my dream. I would be a supermom. I would volunteer my time at animal shelters and homeless shelters. I would teach my children that giving is the greatest gift of all. I wouldnt just sit at home all day and take care of the kids. I would plan events for them like picnics, art projects, and trips to the zoo and park.
When I think about things like this, I get this warm fuzzy feeling inside like falling in love all over again. I get excited and enthusiastic. Its absolutely the best feeling in the world.
Someday all these dreams of mine will happen. I will be a writer, a volunteer, and a great mother and wife. I feel it deep within my heart and I just know that this has to be in my future.