salvaging my voice

Over the years my motivation to update this blog has ebbed and flowed. Many events have simply screamed out to share, my voice was easy to share. Countless other opportunities have
passed due to my laziness, avoidance, hesitancy, fear, whatever. I enjoy writing, it is a satisfying release, a straightforward way to share things that make me go hmmm, laugh, or a just chance to blast something out.

The kids are growing up, their trials and tribulations provide many story opportunities. My love for them is boundless, my pride in their accomplishments is immense, and my joy at their laughter is precious. The flip side is that they are old enough to find this blog, read it, and exact retribution. Such is one dilemma.

Work offers up copious amounts of material. But there too, discretion. I work at a local elementary school. Before, as just a a parent, I could write just about anything without concern.Yes, it had to be true. Yes, I needed to edit out some personal information. But, since I now work there I must follow some privacy laws and school policies. What was once a vast river of material is now just a trickle of shareable stories. Sanitized for someone's protection.

And there is politics. I do throw out a bone from time to time. Enough said.

So, I want, I need to get back my voice. I will stumble through topics, events that get my attention. silly shit my kids do, share expressions of my civil discourse.

Philip Roth once said that "The road to hell is paved with works-in-progress." OK, well maybe not a good quote for me to use, not believing in hell and all, but I do appreciate the sentiment. So, I'm not really gonna tell you when or what I'm writing, it will just pop out from time to time. Hopefully a bit more often.

Time will tell...