time to write, yo!

i signed up for my first writing course.  how exciting to take a concrete step towards bolstering my art!  it is clear that the perspective and voice in my writing has been somewhat up in the air, and very unclear.  at first, this blog was the place to share with family about all our little baby type stories.  i spent a lot of time writing at work.  it was the most effective coping mechanism when i felt guilty about being an out of the home working mother.  then life became rather chaotic.  my dad died out of nowhere.  i became melancholy and thoughtful and lost.  but they do say that you have to be lost to be found.  so you can see where this is headed.  i am moving away from the kid anecdotes, although i love my kids.  they do not want all of their special stories shared on the internet forever.  they told me that much was true.  they are at the prime age to embrace anonymity.  so it seems logical to move them out of the spotlight.  it might appear to some that i write more about myself anyway.  this has been the most difficult aspect of writing.  wondering what the point of telling my stories might be.  wondering who really cares in the end.  as it turns out, i could write about my kids.  i could write about my dog.  i could write about myself.  and the takeaway for me is just writing.  it's something i have been doing very little of, and would like to do more.  i am searching for a clear voice.  for a way to express the things i believe in.  for a way to inspire and be inspired.  to find those friends and community i had when my passion for words exuded me and writing was my everything.