“Don’t let your ice cream melt while you’re counting somebody else’s sprinkles”-unknown

As a little girl some of my favorite things to do was reading and writing. Put a book in front of me and I had no problem reading it. Now, give my children a book they think they are being punished, that was my entertainment. I would become so immersed in books, the house could be on fire and I wouldn’t know. I could imagine what the characters would look like, how they spoke, how they dressed. I could picture what the scenery was like, I get that is the point of books but I would really feel like I was taking this journey with these characters. My love of reading turned into wanting to write my own stories. Often when boredom took over I would write. I’ve never been a diary type writer not one to write down my feelings or emotions but I love to make up stories, especially about people falling in love. You know love is amazing whether it be a relationship, friendship or parenthood. We all need and deserve to love and be loved.

I have to give my parents props for introducing me to the joy of reading and writing, both of my parents were and still are avid readers. The amount of books these two own we could’ve had our own book store. I often joke (low key I’m serious) with my mom that she needs to start selling some these books. No one is trying to move boxes and boxes of heavy ass books when she dies. When it comes to writing my dad is my inspiration for my love of that. For as long as I can remember my dad was always writing, whether it is was him journaling his thoughts and feelings (he was good at that) or actually working on a book, he spent his down time writing or reading. One of my regrets for him is that he never obtain his goal of becoming a published author before he passed away.

I think a lot about my dad’s missed opportunity. That is why I am doing this now, I don’t know if I want to publish a book but I do know I miss that part of me. Even if no one reads this at least I’m doing something for me. I have been doing the whole mommy thing for 16 years. Don’t get me wrong I love every part of that, my children are absolutely the best even on the bad days. However they are getting older, they got their own things going on and don’t need me as much. It is time for me to get back to me and the things I enjoy doing the most! I am not sure where this train is going. I have so many thoughts and ideas floating around and I hope maybe somewhere I can encourage, inspire or motivate someone else with my words. I hope you take this train ride with me and enjoy!

Published by Francelia Goodloe

I am a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister and a friend. I enjoy reading, writing and spending time with those who are close to my heart,

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