Creative Meanderings
It is 6:00am, I tiptoed out this morning and am perched at a small bistro table at the Starbucks in Cypress. Sweats, pajama shorts, run down Birkenstocks, hubby sleeping at home and Lily snuggled soundly in her crib. Lily is one, making all sorts of sounds and babbles, crawling, side walking, and eating all of the foods. Last night she slurped down pad thai noodles at Manaow with the Peacocks - followed by a walk alongside the pedestrian path by our old Ximeno place in Belmont Shore. She is full of giggles, screams, sounds and excitement. I am typing quickly, there's not much time to be poetic. But I paused, or perhaps ended, my seven years as a middle school art teacher at Cerro Villa Middle as of two days ago. I feel as though I am standing on the precipice of something new, something unknown. I wanted to start this blog as a creative outlet for some thoughts that is a safe, easy way to get my thoughts flowing. Questions on my heart: Where does my identity lie? What is the...