New Season

A new season has begun.  I hope I'm ready.
Seasons have come and gone in my life.  College, marriage, Village Inn, writing, motherhood.  Studying, working, staying at home.  And now, strangely, it seems like writing has come to the forefront again.  I didn't expect it.  Oddly enough, so often it seems like it is not until I give up my dreams that God allows them to come to pass.  I had given up the dream of really pursuing my writing; and then, unexpectedly, God has brought it to the forefront again.  I am applying to UNM's MFA Creative Writing program in the fall.  It is so exciting, and so intimidating.  I have to finish some writing samples for the classes I am taking in the fall.  I need to get advised and figure out all the little details which seem kind of overwhelming right now.  And then I have to try and wrap my mind around it all.  I can't believe I will be going back to UNM, eleven years after I started there as a freshman, and going back to school again.  I love UNM so much and I am absolutely thrilled.  Their MFA program looks like it will fit me beautifully.  And suddenly, my writing is at the forefront again.  I have also been accepted as a contributor to the Albuquerque City Mom's blog, I am still maintaining the DnD website, and I have several pieces to finish up as gifts.  I had put writing to the side for awhile, and now it is coming to the forefront again.
We are living in a new place.  Our lives are shifting, changing.  Change is hard for me.  The adjustment has been very difficult.  But I feel like I am finally beginning to see a little light in the darkness.  And apparently, the clarity on the other side has to do with me taking up my pen once again.

It's strange.  I have changed so much this past year.  A year ago, grad-school wasn't even on the horizon.  I really didn't have any desire to go.  And then God changed me-- literally changed my personality, in an instant.  Suddenly, I had different dreams, different desires, different plans.  God made it very clear that He wanted me to go to grad school and then teach.
I have been looking over some of my old stories lately, and tonight I listened to a couple of songs from Michael W. Smith's The First Decade, which is an album I listened to a lot when I was writing my first novel.  Wow.  His music sounds SO 80's.  It was a strange revelation that I didn't care for it anymore.  My style of music has changed; I have changed; my desires have changed.  It is a new season.
So let's do this.