It’s Time…

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I find it interesting how life teaches us all certain lessons. I never chose to become a writer, I think it chose me. I’ve always been able to tell a detailed story, my Mom used to laugh at how long it took me to get to the point because I had a knack for making the story excruciatingly long. But I couldn’t help it…I just loved the escalade to the final climax. I loved it in books, television shows, and in movies.

My father and I used to try and figure out “who did it”. It used to drive my mother crazy because we usually ended up being right. So it truly seems natural for me to be writing now at this time in my life. I’m vastly approaching one of the “over the hill” numbers and I feel in my heart I’m ready to move on into the next chapter of my life…writing as a career.

But getting back to life’s lessons, I have had many different people come in and out of my life, as everyone does. You begin at a young age being taught to be kind to others, do unto others, never judge others, to turn the other cheek. As we get older life gets more difficult and those lessons are hard to live by. But we try.

I think over the years in my administrative career I’ve been able to gain a lot of knowledge through so many different avenues. I’ve either had amazing managers or co-workers help me to learn about myself and my capabilities. I firmly believe that people are brought in and out of our lives to learn from through challenges or victories. I also believe we are brought into other people’ lives to possibly teach them something, or to encourage them or provide support.

But I have to say I am feeling disheartened lately as I learn more about people. I know there are those out there who choose to do whatever it takes to move ahead without any thought or regard about those they step on. I choose to keep my chin up and refuse to let them steal my joy, but I guess the wind has been knocked out of my sail today. I’m tired of trying to learn the lessons or teach them. I’m ready to move on.

So with that final thought, I am here to proclaim, it’s time. It’s time to get this writing career off to a dramatic start and I’m ready to say good bye to my administrative career. It’s been great to me for it has taught me so many talents and has helped me to move into my writing. It’s my time now, no more reporting to others. I’m tired of the politics and distrust.  The constant looking behind your back.  It will be me making my decisions as to when, where, how, and what. Why do you ask? Well, because I deserve it…and it’s time.

Thanks for listening…and keep on writing.