Confessions of a Narcoleptic

C’est Moi

I’ve always loved to write – I used to write stories endlessly, cooped up in my bedroom with a pen and a notebook. I don’t think I’ve ever been great at it – I just loved to read and wanted to recreate that feeling you get when you are immersed in a novel. Reality set in and I realized I would never be a writer, so I became a musician instead.

What defines me? My children – three little boys, full of spunk, determined to push every boundary and test my patience. Yet, the endless moments of pure joy with them are what fulfills me. My husband, who I love with all my heart – I’ve known him since I was twelve, crushed on him since I was fourteen and dated him when I was sixteen. My friends and family, without whom I could not survive! My music – I teach, I sing and I lamely play the piano. My beliefs.

I love…autumn colors, the mountains, driving on a warm day, the sunshine beating through the windshield and some amazing music blaring. I love to hear my children laugh. I love finishing a sewing project, or a scrapbook page late at night, and feeling like I could go on and on and never sleep. I love a clean house, a clean car, a clean boy. I love being barefoot. I love the summertime – everything about it, and good chocolate. I love my family, immediate and extended. I love the memories I have with my sweet grandparents and cousins. I love books – not just reading, books. I love libraries and book stores, opening a book, touching the pages, ingesting the words. I love history, art and learning.

I hate…falling asleep at inopportune times, going to bed at night, waking up in the morning, and feeling tired all the time. I hate doing laundry and unloading the dishwasher. I hate feeling out of control. I hate fighting, I hate to think someone else thinks badly of me and I hate having to tell people about the narcolepsy.

I am…happy. I am blessed, I am loved. I am flawed. I am sarcastic, sometimes mean and quick-tempered. I am a yeller, but I am soft. I am a crier, I am obsessive. I am a small-l liberal, living in a small-c conservative world. I am a narcoleptic, I am LDS, I am strong. I am just a girl, writing a blog for anyone to read, hoping someone, somewhere gets something out of it. I am trying to be a writer.





Photos by Eden Lang.

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