Discovery

When I was a kid, I dreamed of the day I would be a writer—a real writer. I wrote tons of short stories when I was a child, mostly about slavery in the South and the Holocaust (random and very depressing, I know). Choosing to major in English in college seemed like a natural next step in my quest to be a writer. After college, I took a job as a writer/editor at a natural supplement company. I enjoyed the work but always assumed it would be a stepping stone to what I really wanted to do.

Over the past few years, I've come to a very different realization. I still love writing. But where I always saw myself as the next great novelist, I finally understand that I kind of suck at writing fiction. I have the hardest time coming up with cool characters and storylines. I'm much better at writing non-fiction.

But what I've really figured out is that I love editing. I used to think that being an editor sounded so boring. But I really enjoy taking a document that needs help and making it better—more concise, more interesting, and more focused to its audience. Even when it's a long and difficult process, I always feel such satisfaction—maybe even joy—when I realize that what I've done is good, really good.

So, maybe I'll never write a great novel. Maybe I'll write an awesome non-fiction book someday. But I'm grateful that I finally realized that being an editor is a critical part of the creative process. It's nice to feel like I'm good at what I do. And yes, I do find joy in making ticky, tacky grammar changes. I love being an editor.

H the awesome!

Dear H,

I have to laugh every time I see that you've identified yourself as "H the awesome" at the top of your homework. I'm sure it gives your teacher a laugh as well. I'm glad to see that as a new nine year-old kid, you have a good sense of confidence. I'm glad that you decided to play baseball this year. It's been great to see, once again, how much you enjoy it. I love to watch you create your amazing drawings, come up with games with T, and patiently play with the twins. I hope their love for you and your patience for them never go away.

I hope this year brings lots of fun, adventure, learning, and growth for you. You're a wonderful, special, bright, and fantastic boy. And I'm so happy you're mine.

Happy birthday!

Love, Mom

Recent happenings

Well, March flew by, of course. In the beginning of the month, we went to one of A's bike races as a family. I'm really trying to do more small trips with the kids, in the hopes that someday, trips in general won't fill me with fear and stress. And little ones are easier to handle anyway. We went hiking as a family, and surprisingly, even the little kids did pretty well.

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For Cub Scouts, H had a potato derby this year instead of a pinewood derby. I was skeptical about it at first, but it was a lot less stress on the parents and I think the boys had fun without worrying too much about how fast or cool their car looked.

S and I went to an Anne of Green Gables play at a local theater. The production was small, but the cast was great. I'm glad that I can share my love of Anne with my daughter.

And lastly, H did the 3rd grade wax museum project at school. He chose James Naismith, the inventor of basketball. (Well, he wanted to do a football player but couldn't find a chapter book on anyone noteworthy, so A's sister came to the rescue with a book about James Naismith.) He did a great job on the report and I was proud of him!