Getting Down to Doing What You Love

Hello.

Okay, I've been struggling with knowing what I should be doing and making excuses for not doing it. Can you understand that statement?

I love to write stories. I am constantly thinking of stories, characters, ideas, lessons, settings etc. I especially think in picture books for children.

I believe that we can change the world through children. I believe that children are the closest beings to God. They see the world in an unprejudiced manner when they are very young. They explore and discover. They don't place a value or judgement on what they experiment with, they just "be" in whatever they're doing.

I try hard to capture the pureness or innocence of children when I put an idea for a book together.

Lately, I've been tied up with taking care of patients. I truly do care for the well-being of people placed in my care, but it can get overwhelming with MD calls and insurance woes. What began as only four hours a day had turned into six or more and frequently six or seven days a week. As a result, my writing became non-existent and I became more unsettled inside.

Now that school is out for the summer, my husband (who is a teacher) has been home. I've been using him to help with the daily grind-chores, errands, meal prep-and I've been getting back to where my heart is....writing.

It feels good. It feels like I'm scratching the proverbial itch. I am feeling like I have a purpose outside of my responsibilities. That is good.

I'm hoping that someone out there-editor or publisher-finds my work worthy of publishing. I'm hoping that my projects bring lightheartedness and quiet lessons to the readers. I'm hoping that I can do more writing and less PT. Time will let me know.

For right now, I'm grateful for my book that will be published soon. I'm hopeful for future books. I'm enjoying getting back to writing and fulfilling my dreams and I'm looking forward to hearing the stories that speak to me in my head every day. I can't wait to get them down on paper.

I'll keep you posted.
Have hope,
Donna