The past few weeks have been wonderful. We had a week at the beach, lots of sunny days at home and at my parents' house. Little Boy is growing tall and Little Girl is growing fat, their father is content, and I'm feeling a strange sensation creeping over me....peace.
I'm cleaning, I'm cooking, I'm writing. I'm not spending much time at my store, just enough to prevent a complete derailment. I'm happy.
The writing's coming easy, which is a big change for me. Always a new scene or idea waiting for me, and so far none of those scary blank moments. It's a genre I never thought I'd write, but I don't want to say just yet...it's my secret for now.