Writer’s Block

I realized today it has been two months since I have written anything.  For someone who loves to write, and wants to dedicate time to writing this blog, this was a horrific realization.

So, this got me thinking. Why has it been so long since I have sat down long enough to write? Well, the two little ones in the picture are one big reason. This is an old photo, but as I look at it tonight, I realize how fast they are growing.  I have spent the last two months trying to be intentionally present with my children.

Here is what I mean.  As a working mom, I spend most of my day with other parents’ children.  My personal children go to bed at 7.  So, I have a very precious two hours with my kids.  This includes eating our diner together. I have found less time to think, ponder, and wonder about the writer side of me. I’m not complaining, just reflecting.

As I sit and type this, I have a million other things I need to be doing. I have a newsletter to type, papers to grade, and dishes to wash.  Yet, I intentionally chose to take a few minutes and write.

I am rambling.  I’m writing aimlessly. I don’t have a clear direction, or reason for writing. I don’t have any well thought out anecdotes; nor do I have any teacher or motherly advice.

I just needed to write.  I just needed to type.  I just needed to try to release myself from this writer’s block.

Release yourself from the bonds of your to-do list, even if it is just for five minutes, and do what you want.  Sit and stare at the wall, sneak a few bites of that candy you hid from your kids, sing at the top of your lungs, dance around the house….whatever floats your boat. Get out of your funk.  Maybe I will to.

I believe in you.  Keep dreaming big!