Part of healing involves getting passed your past. I didn’t do a Father’s Day post because my dad was a ghost of sorts. My ex-husband, while a large part of my daughter’s life
now wasn’t exactly present while we were married. I didn’t have strong, father figures in my childhood, so no tributes on my blog. I know some WONDERFUL fathers today though and I’ve paid my tribute to them in other forums.
No, today’s blog post could be considered Post Two in my Desire Map process and what it’s doing to help foster my writing. I hope you enjoy it. And seriously, to the dads who browse through my blog – seriously, I send you a sincere Thank You for being an active participant in your child(ren)’s life.
Now, click the link above or use the one in the picture – whichever floats your boat. And as always, thanks for reading .
but I’m not really writing either. This is the summer of transformation I do believe. I finished Breaking Point and my Muse seems to have gone on vacation. I don’t blame Him, we worked hard to get through Breaking Point and it would appear we both needed a break.
Instead of just idling though, I’ve done a few networking events, a presentation here and there. I’m working on a book project for a client as well. I’m also going through a personal growth spurt – spiritually, emotionally, and sadly, physically (time to hit the gym, lol). Click here to see what started it all…
I was settled into my bed, on time for a change, ready to drift into sweet slumber when one of my personalities got into a tizzy. She had something to get off her chest that she wanted you to read. I’d say its got a PG-16 rating on it. Very suggestive, but not necessarily strictly for mature audiences. Anyway, she’d have given me no end of grief if I didn’t post it and ask you to read it. Please, understand, it’s not meant to be poetry. <—-Link
And yes, that’s her in the picture.
Now maybe I can get some sleep.