Whenever a significant life change is on the horizon, I get agitated. Usually the life change is unexplored territory, verses something entirely good or bad. It is simply the uncertainty of it all that leaves me awake at night, staring at the ceiling.
Life changes also have a tendency to consume my life for a time, as I find my footing. Everything else falls to the wayside, and for awhile, I can forget how important all those other things are and just allow myself to adapt my new surroundings. But then, there comes a day when I begin to feel settled, almost confident, and I remember all the things I’ve put on hold. This leads to another change, as I try to balance it all.
I have one of those major life changes just on the horizon. I am excited and afraid all at once. I’ve managed to find a tiny bit of peace in knowing what to expect out of my day, and soon all of that will be changing, at least for a time. Writing will likely be one of those things that falls to the wayside, but only for a time. Many, many things have changed in my life over the past few years, but writing is a part of who I am, and it will continue to be, even if other things take precedence for awhile.