The countdown is on! My last day at work was Tuesday, so from now until baby’s arrival I have time for nothing but peace, quiet, and tackling all my personal projects – not to mention final prep for wee one, though we’re almost as ready as we’re going to be.

Hands on BabyAbout a month ago I made a conscious decision to put my writing on the back burner until later this year. Ironically, I’ve since been inspired to pick it up again. Turns out my wedding essay the local magazine really liked wasn’t a good fit for any upcoming issues (yes, I was very bummed) but the editor encouraged me to submit anything I might have to both a parenting anthology and an upcoming issue on summer days. I’m working on a step-parenting piece right now (which is a bit of a scary internal endeavor, but turning out quite well), and just submitted a new piece on a childhood memory from summertime in Yosemite.

I’ve decided to post that piece, Bubble Fairies, on this site. As I re-read and proofed the essay on Tuesday, I teared up each time I got to the last paragraph. This seems incredibly self-indulgent, to cry at my own writing, but it all ties back to the passing of generations and having my own baby very soon. You’ll have to read it yourself to understand why.