Writing and telling stories has always been a part of my life. From the first grade onward, I’ve made up stories, songs, spoke in rhymes, and daydreamed, often all at once and always in layers. In my head, there is always a story going on! Sometimes fictional, often, I live it out loud. The simple salad I made for lunch is a spot on a cooking show, the drive to pick up my child from school, a commented appearance on a driving show. The voices were often my own, but there was always a cast of characters along with me, imaginary, real – I was never alone. But I was often lonely.

As I’ve gotten older, and moved towards my middle age, I’ve wondered where my life has gone. My life is good. I have a beautiful and amazing child. He is a gift. I have good people in my world – friends I am thankful for, a partner who believes I believe in the magic rock in my pocket. A wonderful home. I have many gifts and I am bestowed many things many are not. But I realized that I have been waiting – waiting for my life to start, not always realizing that life was passing me by as I was living inside my head in a series of thoughts, stories, and fantasies.

The Voices in My Head is a way to share those thoughts and musings and find my way to the life I want to be living – or at least the one I think I should be in! I’m not always serious – I like to laugh, often at myself, frequently at the silliness of my dogs or the cat that is a better dog than the dogs. Sharing my emotions and learning to embrace them is a new journey for me and doing that through writing, I am hoping, will prove to be a cathartic and helpful process. While it’s a journey for me, I invite all who wish to walk with me to come along and share the ride. Listen to the voices, so maybe they’ll talk to someone other than me.