I’ve been putting off writing this post—after all, it’s been awhile since I’ve added anything to the Lighthearted Dragonfly site. I wasn’t sure if I should address the hiatus or just plow back into posting again. To be honest, it’s been hard to find the time to write ANYTHING worth reading, although I’ve started many, many posts that I never finished. It wasn’t exactly writer’s block; it was more like the longer I hadn’t posted the more I felt like I was behind and could never catch up. It reminds me of the way I feel when I haven’t run or worked out in a while—getting back into the groove and lacing up those shoes for the first time seems to take a lot of effort. But similar to how overthinking hopping onto the escalator can paralyze me at the top of those rotating steps, I’ve realized it’s important just to take a deep breath and step out.
Dragonflies aren’t around in the winter. Although I’ve read in some studies that some dragonflies migrate south in the winter like birds, most adult dragonflies die off as winter approaches. It’s the nymphs in the water that hatch each spring. I like to think of myself as one of those dragonfly nymphs that was just hanging out in the water under the surface, waiting for the spring. It sounds much more poetic than the reality of having too many commitments that my blog had to take a backseat. I won’t bore you with the “I’m so busy” stories, but the last few months can be summed up in saying that I was doing contract work with solid weekly deadlines, my regular job, and helping out in another department that was in between Administrative Assistants while trying to keep up with my kids’ crazy schedules.
Two weeks ago, my cousin, Kim and I attended the RT Booklovers Convention; I attended as a blogger, although the other bloggers seemed to be all book review blogs. I will be posting more on this wonderful experience, but in short, being around all these people who live, eat and breathe words, stories and books just made me realize that writing, even short little posts on my little blog, is a part of me. I am happier when I’m writing and not just focusing on my paid to-do list. One author I met and really enjoyed talking to at the convention, I. G. Gregorio, is a surgeon in her “other” life. Yeah, makes my whining about my contract work and job seem a little….well, whiney!
So I’m here to say I’m back, just like those beautiful dragonflies I am hoping to start seeing soon. If you’ve been following me before, thanks for visiting again and not forgetting about me entirely. We’ve got a lot to catch up on. And if you’re visiting for the first time, I hope you choose to stick around to see what’s next.