My daughter had and emergency surgery to remove her appendix and clean up her innerds after it had burst and poured way too much junk into her abdomen. She spent 9 days in the hospital recovering, and even though I took my laptop to the hospital with me, ( I stayed with her all day and night since she's so young) I only opened it once to try to write. And I couldn't get myself into the story I'd been working on so diligently before.
I was more interested in being with her, talking to her, taking care of her, and helping her whenever she needed it than with the imaginary world I had been so involved in before.
It doesn't matter how much I enjoy writing, it isn't nearly as important as the relationships I have with the real world.
Now she's home and doing really well. Still has to take things slow since she has a 6 inch scar down the center of her belly under her belly button, but she's been a trooper through it all.
Now I have some time to get back to writing and I'm rushing as quickly as I can before the baby I'm carrying now decides to join the family. I still try to take as much time as I can to write, but seeing the fragility of life makes me realize I need to stop writing sometimes for the more important things in life. If I never get a book published it doesn't matter.
If I fail as a mother, it does matter.
I cherish the title of MOM more than the abstract idea of author. (though that would be a fun title to add as well, I'll stick with Mom.)
PS I'm still planning on giving away a free ebook.
To have a chance to win the ebook, you just have to be a follower of my blog. To get two chances to win, get a friend to follow me too. Once I get to 75 followers, I'll do the drawing.
If you get the friend to follow me, let me know in the comments so I can enter your name twice. Or three times if you get multiple friends to follow.