I turn 43 today. It’s interesting and uninteresting at the same time. I still feel strong and fit, but I hear my mom when I sneeze or bend over to pick something up. I also have a harder time remembering how many candles should be on my birthday cake, much less how old I am on any other given day. Wasn’t it just yesterday that I celebrated turning 40?
Welcome to My Notebook!
They say that writers have to write every single day to improve their skills, and that is what I attempt to do with my Morning Pages. Some of the daily entries lead to something bigger, other times they warrant little more than a yawn, and more often than not they belong in the trash. But, either way, each morning one sentence is put down after the other, and eventually, entire paragraphs are formed. I have decided to share a few of my favorite entries here and hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them.