My son graduated from high school nearly two weeks ago.
Wow…this is STILL sinking in.
I mean, how is it possible that he’s no longer a child but a young man?
Where did the time go?
For his graduation, his uncle and three cousins drove all the way from western New York to attend the ceremony.
My mother, his Nana, flew in from Ohio to be there as well.
With life and the pandemic, this was the first time we were able to be with any family member in what – three years at least?
I didn’t realize how starved I was for direct interaction until my house was filled with conversations and laughter.
Writing was placed in the back burner while they were here.
Before I knew it, everyone was gone, and my house – too quiet and empty.
It took me a few days to get back into writing as the silence was more distracting than the company.
Yet once I did, the creativity just flowed out of me – in a way it hadn’t done in a very long time.
Right now, I’m trying to finish writing the first draft of a short story that I hope to submit on time for an anthology .
It’s going to be close!