Me Doing Me

My daughter changed some things on my instagram account. She knows more than I ever will about that and she’s not even that into it.

I appreciate knowing and accepting this. I also appreciate all the help my kids offer me, because often I don’t even know what help to ask for.

Our worlds are so different. I have no wish to be younger and be in the thick of it, living in their worlds. I say worlds because every one of my kids has a different life, not just from me but also from one another. I remember being their ages. Even back then it was intense. I never had time to look around and enjoy life like I do now.

I am the opposite of a social media influencer. I don’t see how anyone would want my influence? I’m trying to mind my own business over here. Sure breathe and tell people about my books, but I dearly hope everyone is doing life the way they like. It’s taken me a whole lifetime to find some peace in doing things my own way.

My way is slower and much more meandering, likely way less efficient, but it’s mine. I can’t explain it or even defend it. I just have these books that kids and teachers love that I feel responsible for. Plus a drive I’ll never understand, to keep making stuff. Lately. I’m feeling like painting again…