On a more serious note….

My sister is a writer. It is a large part of who she is and when asked, she will tell you it is what she does (she also happens to be a good mother to two sons, one of whom has Tourette’s Syndrome. He has it but it definitely doesn’t have him). I happen to be someone who enjoys writing. I do not claim to be a writer, nor do I ever expect that I will. This is my first post in a number of months and today, as I had nothing better to do, I wondered why? I do enjoy it if only to express myself or share some funny occurrence in  my life. It seems to give me an improved sense of self, a better attitude in general, and specifically, an outlet for what I might be feeling at any given time. Now my mother will tell you that there was a time when I wrote prolifically. I fancied myself a poet or songwriter of sorts. Then, I grew out of those wonder years (most of the time the writing was about unrequited love anyways. I never figured out that you actually had to tell someone that you were interested in them. But that was the story of my high school years and is for another day). So again, I tend to digress, why not do it more? It makes me wonder how many of us have some secret passion (minds out of the gutters please) that we tend to push aside for more “serious things.” Maybe we would all be better off if we rediscovered that thing and embraced it. Give it some time and space of its own. If playing the guitar makes you feel good, do it even if you do it badly. Sewing is your thing? By gosh, make that shirt for your spouse, child, etc. even if it does have one sleeve shorter than the other. My point is that life is really best lived when it is lived in balance (my old psychology professor would say a state of equilibrium). And balance must include some time for you doing what re-energizes you. Revisit that passion or find a new one. Rediscover your balance. Balanced = Happier. Happier people = Better world. Take care my friends.

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