Excitement bubbled under the surface all day. Knowing that tomorrow I’ve achieved something I never thought I would has given me such an incredible feeling, 

it was all I could do not to succumb to a state of anxiety and joy and just sit in a corner and wait.

I continued with my everyday life instead, as mouths still expected to be fed, and the sun neither rises nor sets on my decree. 

But while I’d worried the day would last forever, I ended up enjoying it far more than I’d thought possible.

That feeling of anxiety and happiness carried throughout the day, 

giving everything sparkle instead of spackle.

It made me enjoy the book I’m working on right now even more, 

it carried me through several technology things I accomplished, and it allowed me to really appreciate the fun my kids could bring to a day.

I watched my children play together with a smile. 

They had foam swords, which they took turns chasing each other with. I worried about tears and eye injuries, but was relieved to see they played perfectly well, for once. 

I watched my princess tuck her sword into her skirt as she climbed the slide, my little pirate queen, bent on revenge against the nefarious little brother, scourge of the big slide. 

I held hands with my husband at the park, as we sat on a bench and watched our children laugh.

I bathed and fed them, earning big hugs and kisses as we left for a short night out to see Seinfeld.

I laughed and laughed at nothing, identifying with it all, projecting the rest onto the others with me.

The day I worried wouldn’t end flew by, with a smile and joy in my heart. 

Writing is only one small part of what makes me happy, but living my dreams makes me a much better wife, mother, friend, and physician. 

I just can’t believe I waited so long to start!