Category Archives: Personal

I find it funny …

… how I wrote about the issue of time–holding onto it, making the best use of it, and not getting it back once it’s gone. Back then, I thought I didn’t have enough of it in order to do all the things I needed (or wanted) to accomplish. At the time, I worked 3.9 hours a day. I had at least four hours of time to myself, sometimes more. Did I really think I needed more of it? Looking back, I don’t see what I had to complain about.
Last August, two weeks before school started, I was asked to take a new position in the school office which meant more hours. I was delighted. This change meant more money in my family’s coffers and a nice change of scenery. Call me crazy, but I love office work. Though I miss not seeing the students as much as before, I’m loving my new job. But at the same time, I’m struggling with the challenge of not having the time for all the things I took for granted not so long ago.
I miss my leisurely trips to town 30 miles away to grocery shop and cruise the isles of Walmart.
I miss working out in the yard for a good three hours and still have time to take a shower before picking my daughter up from the after-school program.
I miss visiting friends and family who live far away on Facebook.
I miss writing.
I haven’t even looked at my current manuscript in weeks … no, months.
But I see things looking up. There’s been a new development at work. The superintendent informed me the school office will close at 1 pm on Wednesdays since it’s minimum day. I never thought I’d be so happy to have a mere four extra hours in a week. On top of that, they had me leave at noon last Monday and Tuesday.
I had so much fun on those days clearing off the top of desk at home, cleaning out a closet, taking a bunch of stuff to Salvation Army, and enjoying a leisurely trip to town.
Maybe next week I’ll do some writing.

Until next time,

Making some changes …

After chatting about blogs with a fellow Christian author, I came to the conclusion that my own blog would be more effective and relatable if I switch the focus from teaching to simply sharing my journey as a writer, mom, and small-town gal.  I don’t consider myself an authority on the writing craft and see no harm in sharing what I know with others, yet I find myself struggling with the fact that some may balk at my wanting to teach. When I started this blog less than a year ago, I was excited about the things I had been learning. There’s so much to know and since I felt overwhelmed at times, I knew other emerging authors felt the same. I wanted to reach out to them.

As I explore blogs authored by other individuals, I’m discovering the most successful sites are those whose owners are sharing more of themselves, their lives, and their ambitions. They write about the everyday happenings within the walls of their homes or the boundaries of the towns in which they live. The ups-and-downs of living grace their pages and come alive, they make us think, they make us laugh. Sometimes they even make us cry.

I want a blog like that!

I’m pushing aside the self-induced notion that my life isn’t exciting enough to write about. What I consider mundane, someone else may find new and exciting. Like the pretty green frog I discovered in one of my flower pots. Big deal, right? I live out in the sticks and see my share of frogs, but this one captured my attention enough to run inside the house to retrieve my camera. This little guy was special. Why? Because I didn’t notice him at first because he blended so well with the leaves of the petunia. When I finally noticed him, he didn’t look real. I watched him for a moment, marveled at his beauty,  and thanked God for creating him.  He’s just a simple frog, but I found him new and exciting.

Maybe my simple, mundane life can be new and exciting too.

We all have something to offer. God created each and everyone of us special and He tossed the mold after He made us. If today’s post accomplishes one thing, I hope it would be that you will realize your unique qualities. What you may consider boring and unattractive, someone else will find new and exciting. There’s a pretty green frog waiting to be discovered.

Maybe I should have titled this post “Pretty green frog”.

Until next time,

Time

Oh, to live in a world without time. To sleep when I’m tired and to wake when I’m completely rested with no regard to time.
There is no such world.
From the moment we’re born, time is officially recorded and our existence is forever measured in days, weeks, months, and years. We simply can’t escape time. Everything we do is influenced by when and for how long we spend doing it.
Time is precious.
Once it’s gone, we can’t get it back. While we wish we had more of it, we continue to waste it. One of the most important lessons we need to learn is how to best use the time allotted us. Time for ourselves, time for friends, time for charity, time for labor, time for family, and above all, time for God.
In order to use our time wisely, we must learn to say “no”. This has been a hard lesson learned for me. It took a bad case of stress and near melt-down for me to realize I needed to let go of a few things. Let me tell you, it’s not easy. By nature, we want to please and we don’t like letting people down. But there are only so many hours in a day and only so much energy our bodies can put out. We need our rest. I wasn’t getting much.
Things started to suffer in my life. I quit writing–something I dearly love to do. I started to resent things, even church. Not a good thing. The weather didn’t help. Here in the Northern California foothills, last winter was long, cold, and wet. Normally I like winter, but this year it really got to me. I lacked energy, motivation, patience, and heart.
Finally, it hit me. Or rather, the Lord did. In His gentle, subtle nature, He told me to let go. Let go of the things that weren’t building me up as a Christian and in turn, building up others around me. Slowly, I resigned from positions causing the most stress. When another expired, I gladly bid it farewell without looking back. I took stock of what was most important spiritually, emotionally, and physically. God comes first, I reminded myself, so I asked Him for guidance. I should have done this a long time ago. Time once again played a factor and I let it slip by. Thankfully, with God, time is not an issue. We can come to Him as we are, whenever we want. He’ll wait for as long as it takes and will take us to Himself, no questions asked.
I’m still working on making the best use of the time given to me. The long, cold winter of lost time has past and now the summer looks bright and hopeful. I’m even posting in my blog again.
It’s good to be back.

Taking a break from writing

I don’t know about you, but the Christmas season is a busy time for me. With holiday parties, school functions, and family gatherings to attend–not to mention shopping for gifts–writing has been shoved to the back burner. After participating in NaNoWriMo and writing 50,000 words in less than 30 days, I can use a break. Christmas is a nice reprieve, so I don’t mind putting aside my manuscript for a few weeks.  In fact, it’s a good idea no matter what time of year to set aside your writing for a period of time. When you look at it again, you’re looking at it with a fresh prospective.

I found myself stressing a little about not focusing on my latest novel. I haven’t so much as glanced at it since the first of November. Realizing the world wouldn’t come to an end if I didn’t work on it, I made a deal with myself to start anew come January. I let myself off the hook and it feels great.

As long as our priorities are in order, I think we all could benefit from not being so hard on ourselves when we fall behind in areas that are not so important. Don’t fall short when it comes to our relationship with the Lord; be responsible when it comes to our families and our jobs; and keep the bills paid in a timely fashion. Everything else can take a backseat if it causes stress and makes a negative impact on our spiritual, emotional, and physical well-being.

Christmas is a time to celebrate the birth of Christ, and to count our blessings. Despite the state of our economy, we still have tons of blessings to be thankful for. It would take me an eternity to list everything I’m thankful for, but right now I’ll just say, “thank you, God, for my husband, my daughter, my job, our home, my family, friends, and the talents you’ve given me to share with the world.”

One of the many blessings I’m counting: my daughter, Michelle

Merry Christmas, everyone!