I loved literature
and writing funny stories and poems.
The creativity was literally birthed out of me
into other worldly beings called children.
Instead of worrying about word choice,
I worried about breast and bottle,
Huggies and Pampers,
public and private school.
I went broke. I clipped coupons.
I got divorced. I fell in love again.
I quit jobs. I got fired. I made ends meet.
I ran races. I lost weight and then gained it all back again – twice.
I found religion – outside religion.
I’ve had literally everything but time – until I stopped to think about it.