The writer in me
She cajoles and she whines
Let me out. Set me free.
Right now! It’s my time.
And the mom (in me, too)
She soothes and she shushes.
Relax. Settle down.
What’s with all this fussing?
Small tasks occupy
Every moment of time.
And I cling to hold on
To the thoughts in my mind.
The teacher in me?
She says, “Wait your turn.”
Take a breath. We’ll get there.
There is much more to learn.
The wife in me whispers,
“Just wait ‘till he sleeps.”
Jot down a note and…. the thought?
It will keep.
But ideas float away
Like smoke on the wind.
Swallowed by moonlight;
Will I find them again?
So often I feel the same! A thought is persistent, and yet finding the time to get it down in writing, without neglecting one of the other “me’s” before some of what made it seem so brilliant is now gone, leaving only the cliff notes behind…
Exactly! But the fact that we’re writing at all is a big step for both of us. So proud of you, my friend! xoxo
You are doing a great job considering the place you are in your life right now. This is your busiest time and too soon you will be looking back on it wondering where it went. Keep jotting down whenever you can and SAVE everything. I thought when I retired I’d have all the time I wanted to write. Even though I was wrong about “all the time” I am managing to get a lot of writing in. You are actually doing better than I could manage as a young working mother. So excuse me know while I stop writing to read a story to my grandson!
Thanks, Cath! I appreciate the encouragement!
Wow❤️Your talent makes me feel so many emotions!