Kissing Passions Away August 26, 2015
I know the answer to this. A new passion came into my life: my children. Also, as wonderful as my children are, they are a lot of work and require a lot of time. There is only so much time in the day.
Not too long ago, I started craving some of my old passions. Pemberley is a toddler now. We are finished with the crazy demands of baby life. It was time for me to peek my head out in the world and smell the flowers.
I signed up for tennis clinics. Tennis, my long-lost love. The first few weeks I admit were humbling. Embarrassing even. After long, sleepless nights, I found that I was needing to give myself pep talks to get on the court. The ball was fuzzy, blurry coming at me in my sleep-deprived state. Half my shots were horrible. Week by week, the feel of my old swing would return to me. I started to develop new friendships. It quickly became the highlight of my week. If I had to miss a class, I found my body craving the exercise and not feeling right without it. Read Full Post