The Writers Voice
Katherine Lynn Charland
Maybe, I was always a late bloomer. I don't know why it has taken me so long to
get to the place where I've decided to boldly live instead of merely exist.
Maybe somewhere between the sleep deprivation of early motherhood, and the cares
of life that can so easily entangle us, I lost part of myself. Not entirely,
just buried it beneath other obligations. It has been there suffocating just
waiting to come out. The funny thing is it is that part of me that I think makes
me a better person, wife, mother, daughter, sister, and friend. For example do I
really want my kids to only remember me as the one who cooked for them and
chauffeured them around? I want them to know me and my passions, my gifts and
even my fears.
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