For a while, I’ve been wanting to start a blog to talk about the things I’ve been going through in the last couple years. It’s nothing unusual: a lot of people in their 40s have similar experiences when they get a divorce, get a full-time job after being a stay-at-home parent, are diagnosed with endometriosis, are an only child with elderly parents (so part of the sandwich generation), are exploring online dating, and stop writing creatively after having 3 fiction books published. But I guess because I’m a writer and I’m hoping maybe my experiences can make you laugh, cry, nod your head, or even help you in some way, I decided to start this blog.
This is my daughter and me in the fall of 2015–she is currently in Kindergarten:
Besides being her mom and owning a really cute boxer dog, I work as an editorial assistant in St. Louis, MO, for an agricultural publishing company and teach online writing courses as well as doing some freelance editing. I blog for WOW!, which I am going to share the posts on this blog sometimes, too. I also have three published books for kids (with traditional publishers), and you can see that information under the “My Books” page. My friends visited my blog and saw the title: “Look to the Western Sky.” They said, “Is this a witch thing again?” And I said, “Well, sort of.”
Yes, I got the idea for the blog title from a line in the song “Defying Gravity” from the musical Wicked. Near the end of the song, the lyrics go like this:
So if you care to find me
Look to the western sky!
As someone told me lately:
“Everyone deserves the chance to fly!”
And if I’m flying solo
At least I’m flying free
To those who’d ground me
Take a message back from me
Tell them how I am
Sometimes, at the end of the day as the sun is setting in the west, I am exhausted. But I also look at everything I’ve done that day, and I feel proud (well most days)–it’s not easy; and sometimes, I am sad. But looking at myself each night “in the western sky”, I see a woman who is just trying to improve her life and her daughter’s, who was tired of being in an unhealthy situation, and who stood up for herself (with the support of her wonderful friends and family). So, I am flying solo and I am flying free, and I will continue to look at myself in the western sky and let you all know how it is going. I hope you will laugh and cry with me, and let me know your story, too.