I have an obsession with rain some might call it an unhealthy obsession and we are supposed to get bad storms and rain which I for one am pretty excited about because rain helps the creativity. I did not get much accomplished because we had family time and then found a family movie on Amazon and I got distracted and never finished my blog post. I am keeping up in my journal my day to day happenings and my fight with depression. I did decide to email the guy helping me edit and we are back in business now I just need to focus. I have problems focusing lately but the thought of being published and a different world opening up makes everything worth it and family time is inspiration for my writing and more important than anything else.

Yes I realize that we all know how amazing my husband is I talk about it all the time. I also talk about what an amazing father he is as well so it will be gushy about him for a moment.

I wanted to be home today. Wayne started painting my daughters room and as I figured they butted heads because they are just alike. She didn’t like the way he was painting it and then she made a mess and spilled paint all over the floor left went outside calmed down and then went back in and kept her daddy company while he painted and she watched. The bond between those two is incredible and my dad died when I was 8 so I never really had the chance to bond with him the way she bonded with Wayne. It makes me happy to watch them together. He is such an amazing parent and I wish I could’ve been home with them today while they painted but I got a full description of it from my daughter and Wayne when I got home. Her room looks amazing and is colorful and creative just like her.

Someone very close to me told me they were I don’t want to say leaving because they will still be around just not in my everyday life anymore and it made me think about everything I am working towards with this blog and social media but more importantly my book. I’ve waited 7 years with this book to even attempt to edit it for it to be published because I was scared. I will be 35 this year and I’ve accomplished none of my goals as a writer and it took me so long to even start this blog. I am not getting any younger, better looking absolutely but younger no. I don’t want to wake up 5 years from now and regret not trying. I was told that I was too talented to not do this but I have to get over my fears and finish it. The first book of the 3 or 4ish is finished it just needs editing (a lot of editing) and I need to stop fantasizing what will be like when it is published and just work on it already. My book is a natural cure for my depression so get on it already.