Creativity...

I cannot thank those of you that have told me how much you enjoy my column enough! I truly appreciate the feedback, especially when it’s so great. It makes my heart swell and puts a huge smile on my face. This past week, I got a few more good reviews. I am always a little taken back when I hear these kind words. I was asked if I majored in journalism. No, I did not. I went to a trade school that had nothing to do with journalism. I am, as she put it, a natural, I guess. People tend to see me as a creative person. I do love my projects. As a child I remember saying I wanted to be an artist. I guess this has proven to be my creative outlet. There is some writing in my family’s history. I’m guessing if my English Lit. brother could edit my writing, he would have a hayday. Then again he is a college professor, and he is my big brother, so any opportunity he has to give some critisism, he takes it. Just kidding, he is very supportive. There is always something on my mind, so much going on around me. Much of that, however, I just need to keep to myself. This weekend was a quiet one at our house. Unfortunately, I came down with this awful cold going around. I was on week three this past week, when it really hit me. I am pretty sure I pulled a muscle coughing. I got on some antibiotics and am doing much better today. Friday, I had every intention of covering the Sandy Creek football game... I was just too sick, and Tory sent me home. Which is good because it was all I could do to get myself to my chair to sleep. My sweet oldest daughter helped me take my shoes off. I was afraid if I bent over to take them off, I wouldn’t be able to get up again I hurt so much. I slept my way through Friday night, and drug myself out of bed Saturday to attend Karys’ first ever volleyball games. By the time we got to the game, I felt a little better, but the pain in my side was still very sharp. I am not a good, sit quietly on the sidelines mom. No, I am loud and I get up and down. I “help coach” her team. Really, I just shag balls at practice. It was hard not to shout out great job or maybe try this. I still did some, but it hurt, and I quickly lost my voice. I love watching these young girls come together and work as a team. They do well. Yes there are things we need to work on. One such thing would be being loud. I have been around these girls while they were let loose to play. Oh my goodness, the noise level reaches all new octaves. Something happens when you get them on the court, they are quiet. Like I said, this was their first game and they are still figuring everything out, and they were nervous. They may not have won their matches, but they played and they tried. They went after the ball instead of being afraid of it. I love having that first game under our belt. It shows us exactly what we need to work on, and where each girl excels. I think if they stick together and can keep building each other up throughout the years, they will be great! Everyone messes up once in a while, focus on the things they did right. Nicely explain the things they did wrong, and give suggestions on how to try and fix it. Be happy and cheer when things go right. Be happy and encouraging when things go wrong. Keep it up Little Cougars, work together and build up your team. You will go places! As for me, I made it through the games. I had a great time watching them. We went home, made lunch, ate, and I laid back down in my chair. It was a cold and dreary Saturday, a good day for blankets and movies. Like I said, by Monday morning I am feeling much better. Let’s hope all my kids don’t get that sick!