Sydney’s friend’s mother and I agreed that the class was more than just a writing class. Two and a half years ago, I had the opportunity to teach a homeschool writing class to my daughter and her friend Lauren-Kate. Eventually, I put it away because I feared my writing was getting in the way of my being a good mom.Īs Sydney grew older she began to develop her own love of writing. Working on the book was all-consuming, and because it was hard to hold the entire story in my head and still be engaged as a mother, I’d get frustrated and discouraged. But between caring for my young daughter and my elderly mother, I had limited energy. Despite this, the book didn’t feel quite finished.Īfter Sydney was born, I continued working on my memoir, hoping to complete it. The memoir had gone through dozens of revisions and had even been accepted by a high-profile New York agent. I wanted to comfort others who were living through similar losses. I was working on finishing a memoir that I’d been working on since 1993 about my desire to become a mom during a time when I struggled through multiple miscarriages and was losing my own mother to Alzheimer’s. But I haven’t always nourished this gift.īefore my daughter was born I devoted lots of time to writing. I feel alive when I write, and I believe it is part of my purpose here on earth. Writing has always been a great passion of mine.
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