Musings on Life – the Frustration, the Elation and the Justification

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Every year, around this time, I sit back and reflect on my life. I think this is something we all do. We wonder how on Earth could it be December, and how did the months fly by so quickly. Did I achieve everything I had hoped to? Did I miss something important? And the biggest question, where am I going from here? These are just my musings on my past year. Perhaps you’ll see yourself in here, too.

The Frustration

• There are not enough hours in a day. How many times have you said this or heard it from someone? I always seem to wish for more time, knowing that is not a possibility. It creates frustration, which also clogs the brain cells!! I know creativity needs space to grow, what I fail to realize is that I have to accomplish this feat in the 24 hours I have been given. This is so frustrating!
• My health is always intruding on my writing time. I know many of you have this same issue and I feel for you. We need to figure out a plan to keep us active, especially our writing! Any ideas? Please share.

The Elation

• Yes, I experience elation all the time! That one poem or prose I finally finished, the editing of my book, and then publishing it. Time spent in a constructive way should always be uplifting. My soul needs this to continue to nurture everything that is me!
• I need to allow myself to be happy. I am my own worst enemy, there is no doubt about it. But I need to realize when others pay compliments to me, they are being genuine. Those five star reviews are a time to be jubilant (and boy was I ever!). I should never question why they wrote what they did, but simply bask in the elation I feel. I’ve earned it!

The Justification

• I did it. Be proud, stand tall. I got this! Looking back on my year, I discovered I published three books. Three! I can do this! This is the time to pat myself on the back. Yes, even you. It doesn’t have to be a book, it can be a piece published in a magazine, and new piece of music you wrote, even picking up your paintbrush after years of nothing. It can be anything you want it be.
• I need to give myself a break. Life is hard, especially if I’m trying to juggle family, work (any type) and my writing. I’m not Wonder Woman, but I am capable of being her anytime I want to be. As far I can see, we all fit into a super hero.
• I am here to serve a purpose. I am still mulling over what that purpose is, though I have come to conclusions on a bit of it. Think about it. I think you’ll be surprised to learn exactly what yours is.

It’s a big world out there, but oh! What a wonderful piece of it we are!!

How about you? What were your frustrations, elations and justifications for 2018? Comment below, or create your own post and link back to this one. Create a pingback or copy and paste your link into the comments. I look forward to reading how youl made it through another year.

With much love ❤
Dorinda

As the Music Faded Away ~ #poetry #DecemberWriting

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The melody kept playing with her mind

Bringing tears to her porcelain face

A memory, of a man, who once was so kind

Now he was, simply, her only disgrace

Warned by so many, to keep up her guard

She ignored them, said they were wrong

Soon to find out, life really was so hard

And he left her, with nothing but a song

Each night, she dressed, in the mirror, wept

Seems for her, it was the same, every day

Tis what happens, when you lack self-respect

And with time, the music faded away

 

December Writing Prompt – She dressed, then wept as the music faded away – Day 10/31

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Determination ~ #poetry #RDP #FOWC

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I know that many things in my life are not free

Sometimes visions aren’t always what they seem

But the one thing I know, that is abundant in me

This fire deep inside, to keep chasing my dreams!

 

FOWC with Fandango – Free
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Dream

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Annual Blogmas Contest!

Yep! KaylaAnn is at it again! She’s hosting her Annual Blogmas Contest!! Be sure to click the link to get all the info you need to enter! Cut off date is December 20th.

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Yep, I might be insane.

I might not have thought this through.

I have 102 things to do!

But no matter, I want to hear from you!

The Annual Blogmas Contest Starts Today!

 May the best Blogmas Blogger win!

How to enter:

  • Create a blogmas post!Your post must be all about Christmas, see my previous post on “How To Blogmas”
  • Once you have created and published your post, drop your link to that post below in the comments. ALSO, this is important, do NOT just drop the link by itself (it will go directly to my spam), so you must also leave a one-line summary of your blogmas post 😀
  • Check out at least two other blogmas posts and comment beneath their links so I can see that you did so (#community)
  • You can only drop ONE LINK, so if you want to wait until Dec 25th to…

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Back Again ~ #poetry

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She’s at it again, and up to no good
Sometimes I wish that she just would
Forget that I’m here, leave me alone
She really needs a place of her own

Sits there, all smug, that look on her face
A glimmer of hope, my one saving grace
A reminder I can do whatever I choose
Except when it comes to my pesky ole muse

Yes, she’s returned, and plopped herself down
In the back garden, atop a grass mound
Silly old girl, she doesn’t quite know
Tomorrow’s forecast, the weather said snow!

Perhaps, that is when she’ll leave me in peace
And her endless nagging will surely cease
But she’s smarter than that, of this I am sure
Puts on the act, makes you think she’s demure

I’m not falling for it, not again, not this time
Though not listening to her, would be a crime
She’s helped me get through, the toughest of spots
When my head really hurts and my stomach’s in knots

I suppose I’ll have to let her stay her for awhile
But to do so, is really a cramp in my style
I’m not disciplined, and that’s why she is here
I’ll be counting the seconds, until she disappears

 

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