“Sometimes, people use age as a convenient excuse...Other people, though, go on to achieve their greatest accomplishments in life in later years.” - Catherine Pulsifer
Whew...what a relief! I didn’t start writing seriously until I turned 40. It’s nice to know the lines on my face don’t mean it’s too late to accomplish something amazing.
We returned a few days ago from the ginormous sand dunes of Glamis, CA. While we were on spring break, I didn’t write a thing. At first I felt a little guilty for not “working.” That is, until I read this fun article, “Time Management for the Unmanageable” by Ruth Schiffmann. It made me smile, big time.
After reading it, I said to myself, “Self, don’t be so serious!” Writing has always brought me such joy. If I treat it too much like a real job, what’s the fun in that?
No matter what else I do in life, my greatest accomplishments are my children. They’re nice people, plain and simple.
I have a wonderful husband, a roof over my head, and a full pantry. Everything else is gravy!