Bare with me Gatherers, this is my first official attempt at writing something for the Writing Essentials group. Even though I've been a writer of sorts for the majority of my adult life, it's still a bit scary to venture out of one's comfort zone.
Times change as do people: physically, mentally and emotionally. The hopes and fears one has when one is young changes as one grows old but some of those hopes and fears stay the same. I use to fear change and sometimes I still do.
Soon my 6 year old, AJ, will be off to school as a 1st grader. He's growing up so fast, he's already at the point in his little life where he'd rather be out with friends than home with mommy and daddy. It's a bittersweet transition from the toddler who always held onto me.
My other baby is a baby no more. Evan is one going on 13. He's the teen terror parents worry about. Hurrican Evan thrashes up the place and then slyly smiles showing his dimples whilst in time out. Evan has no actual fears and is a daredevil at heart... that is unless a loud car or barking dog is nearby, then he reverts into a chicken. He was walking by 8 months and now if I let him, he'd run the house.
My husband, Aaron, is on the brink of changing jobs, from an Engineer to a Chief Engineer. If that occurs the financial dynamic of our household will change. Talking about work, I changed my Gather username and lost several friends, what was I thinking? I use to be Lady of Lake Merritt, but that's forgotten now.
My own personal workplace has instituted so many changes to their rules and their regulations that it's enough to make one's head spin. What was accepted last week is unacceptable today. There seems to be an endless stream of new and more complex things to remember. This has really effected the moral of myself and my fellow co-workers but hopefully we will all see great improvements from these changes. We'll just have to wait for the end result.
That's all I have to say about the changes in my life. We all grow old but not everyone grows up. I'm trying for the latter one.
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Â© Evalynn J. Saeyang - August 2010