School has started again! I think we were ALL ready. Even though we had a wonderful summer, it was obvious that we were running out of steam (and fun.) I’ll admit that we watched a few too many episodes of Martha Speaks and Wild Kratts in the last several weeks. It’s funny how I was so glad to be without it back in June, but now I say thank God for tv!!
Emma is back at her school and the boys and I are back at our preschool as of today. This year I will be teaching music, which is much more fast paced and will keep me on my toes. The great thing is that I get to know ALL the kiddos there since all the classes go to chapel and music. It will also require more planning to have appropriate activities for all the ages. So far, so good. I really enjoyed today (despite the fact that both of my boys decided to test me during their classes.) Being back on a routine will be great for all of us. 🙂
Ian is working on an application to get a grant for running legs. There is an organization out of San Diego called the Challenged Athletes Foundation that helps people with disabilities get the equipment they need for athletics. Their calendar year just started September 1st so we are going to submit the application asap before they run out of funds. Pray that this works out for us. We’d love to have Ian in his blades very soon!
I’m still working on writing my memoir. It’s been a long process. I didn’t write as much as I would have liked over the summer. The thought of writing the story overwhelms me and I find that I’ve been procrastinating a bit (ok, a lot.) Ian has been great at encouraging me to write often, but there is always a good excuse to postpone it. Three excuses, actually… their names are Emma, Jack, and Luke. However, this new routine has given me a fresh, new dose of motivation. I’m hoping that a consistent schedule will mean that I can plan the time for writing.
I came across this quote a couple of weeks ago and it has helped me reflect on my writing. I thought I’d share it in case someone else is procrastinating or fearful about taking a big step. Its short and sweet.
A year from now you’ll wish you had started today.