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Someone, Please Throw Me a Life Raft
the seas of life are choppy
It has been ages since I wrote anything for Medium. Not because I didn’t want to, but because I haven’t had two minutes to myself to think or write without interruptions. I have not been able to focus or find a quiet time or place to write.
Life has been a roller coaster for the past few years and I am having trouble hanging on. I will spare you all the gory details for the non, but it has definitely been a bumpy ride.
I have a stack of half written articles that I want to revise, edit, and publish, but that takes time and all my time seems to already be taken. I have thoughts and ideas I want to share. I have opinions I want to state and important ideas I want to discuss with others. I need a time and place where I can find peace and to be able to think and write.
I know that I am not the only one in this predicament and I sympathize with others who are struggling as I am. I know that I must claim my time and pursue my desire to write, but I have not done so for a variety of reasons.
One of those reasons is that I often put the needs of others in my life ahead of my own. I am not the only one like that either. My children have also learned this lesson from me and are perpetuating it in their own lives.
