Ok, here I am. I came to this place kicking and screaming, determined that after keeping my writing to myself for 30+ years I would not, under any circumstances, bleed for bloggers. Here I am.
This is my first blog. I'm not sure what prompted me to waste the last 20 minutes setting up a blog, but I did. No, that's a lie. I do know what made me do it. (Don't we always know what makes us do it?)
It was bravery. And with that I will explain the name of my blog.
Wading in shallow water is truly the place where I have spent my entire life, both physically and mentally.
Physically because as a child, my mother would always make us "wade in the shallow water" for fear we would drown when she wasn't looking.
Mentally because I have always played life safe. I have never been brave. This didn't occur to me until last year when I contemplated quitting my job. Let me rephrase that, quitting my career--26 years of nursing. Yes, quit the good pay and job security; quit the weekends, mandatory overtime, stress, danger, staff shortages...you get the picture.
I put it off and put it off until January 4th of this year. I quit. Presently I work on-call 3 days a week, when I want. Believe me, this was a brave move.
The second brave thing I did this year was make a commitment to my writing.
The third brave thing was this--blogging.
I'm still wading in shallow water but someday I'll jump into the deep end and if you hang around long enough, you might get wet.