Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Once upon the night before Christmas Eve

This is my first entry. The hardest part of writing is always staring at the blank page and deciding what to say so here I go.

My life has been in the process of reconstruction, or maybe just construction, for a very long time. Last year at this time I took my first venture onto MySpace which was followed by Facebook. These sites allowed me to reconnect with old friends and see the connections in this path that has been my life. From high school student to Stage Management/Theatre student to Waitress to Counselor to College Student (once again). Somewhere along the way I became a mother of two and a wife. I am blessed with family that loves me and friends who trust me. I have a job which, though sometimes stressful, is fullfilling. I was thinking about it the other day. I have a job where I help save lives and I can't talk about the people I work with. It almost sounds as if I do something "more important" like work for the FBI. But no, I work for a non-profit agency and I work with the homeless women and children who are the misunderstood victims of our society's penchant and acceptance of violence. No-body asks for the destruction that happen to them. Those whom I work with wish to escape this cycle but often the very society which tries to help them is the same one that holds them down. But I digress . . .

The question that plagues me most now is: Where do I go from here? With a 3 month old daughter it is hard to imagine going back to work full time again and honestly I wasn't happy being tied down like that. I know that I'm not full time stay at home mom material as I need grown ups to talk with on a regular basis and I need to continue feeling like I'm making a difference in this world. I'd like to pursue the writing career I've always dreamed of. I'm in the best position I've ever been in to do so. I am hoping that 2009 will be the year I take on my demons and pursue my dream.