Admittedly last summer got off to a rocky start, and at the time I couldn’t see the joy of what was in front of me – Marcie, our new furry member of the family derailed my idea for how summer would be spent. In my mind, it would have been the summer that I got my first draft of Jamelechus’s tale finished, and other short stories written so that I could explore my writer’s voice. Things didn’t go according to plan. Puppies require constant attention, and my lack of experience meant a seemingly endless series of furstrations. But here we are, a year later and all the better for last summer’s time that was made available to me. We found a doggy daycare and took Marcie in on Fridays – my day off – thereby giving me guaranteed,  uninterrupted days of creativity. I was able to get 20-something pages into the narrative, and ended up using time at the lower desk station at CHPL to get a few ideas worked out.

This summer the possibilities are expanded in that we take her to daycare on a daily basis. I’ll now have additional afternoons available to me, as well as my expected day off. My list of personal goals has just shifted by a year: I still want to try my hand at guitar; I want to figure out how to play the keyboard; I want to work on drawing again; and most importantly I want to write. I need to write. And I expect that I’ll be able to pursue all of these things. Even if we decide against taking Marcie in on a daily basis, we now have a fenced in yard which means more space for her to roam without necessitating my constant attention. I’d be able to read and write outside, and maybe even pluck at the guitar a bit. She’s even better at taking naps, and listening when I tell her to go in her crate.

I think Marcie came into my life so that I could really understand the importance of time, of using the time we have available to pursue our passions, and to enrich ourselves. She has enriched my life in innumerable ways, and while I don’t regret anything, I do wish I could have seen just how much she’d expand the depths of my heart, and how her apparent interference in my plans meant a richer experience when I actually set out to fulfill them.

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