From the miracle of birth, to the mystery of death, there is the magic of Life.
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Ahhhh…the past. The older you get, the more precious the past becomes. I am so blessed to have such amazing children…two of whom have entered the beautiful journey of parenting…giving me another generation of happiness.
At this point in my life, I am thankful that I heeded the advice I was given long ago, to live in the moment and remember that I was creating memories for myself and my family every single day. As I look at the world today, I feel compelled to impart that type of wisdom to others, as well as write stories that touch the soul.
It has been quite a long time since I’ve been inspired to let my fingers dance on the computer keys. When I wrote my book of poetry, the angels seemed to speak through my fingers to the point that when I read something I’d written the next day, I would wonder where it came from! They had to be my words…no one else had been on my computer…but from where those thoughts came was often a mystery. I concluded, and still ardently believe, that they were “my” angels.
From the miracle of birth, to the mystery of death, there is the magic of life! The most magical part of my life has always been my family. It really wasn’t until I went away to college that I realized how many people had not been raised with the kind of unconditional love and support that I was so fortunate to grow up with. Fiercely independent and career minded, starting a family of my own was something very important to me, but also something that I purposely put on the back burner for quite awhile. Dancing in a show troupe that traveled across the country through college, landing a dream job, starting my own company and eventually living in Manhattan was indeed a magical time in my life and I loved every minute of it! But I had decided early on that I wanted to be married by the time I was thirty, and my wish came true…although it was only by one month! When we had our first child, my heart, my mind and my soul were changed forever. And once again, the magic of family not only become the priority in my life, but also my passion.
Wherever you feel magic in your life, is the place where you should spend as much of your time as possible. Writing has also been a magical part of my life since I was very young, because it has been a way to express myself, a vehicle for my imagination, and a way to connect deeply with others.
I share these things in this post, my re-entry into the world of being a wordsmith and being connected to the world, because I thought I had lost the magic in my life when I lost my husband four years ago. When I said that I had not been inspired to write for quite awhile…it is because when my husband passed away, not only was the rug ripped out from beneath my feet, but also the floor on which it laid…throwing me into an abyss so dark that I wondered if I would ever see the light again.
Only in the eyes of my children could I see a small piercing into the darkness that prevailed in my life. Over time, the light has grown brighter, and I am now entering a new chapter. So wherever you are in your own life, I hope that you will travel with me as I strive to get the magic back in my life, while encouraging you to keep that same magic alive in yours. And if life knocks you off your feet, I will be here as a cushion on which to land.