Angelia Vernon Menchan

Angelia Vernon Menchan is an author, publisher and public speaker who owns two publishing companies, MAMM Productions and Honorable Menchan Media. Mrs. Menchan is also a Budget Officer and former Job Corps Counselor. To date she has published twenty-three books of her own work, both fiction and non-fiction and more than eighty ebook novellas on You can access her bibliography on search words: Angelia Vernon Menchan

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Phone numbers: 904 714 2272 904 303 2679

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Slowing Down...

Those of you who come by Ramblings regularly have probably noticed my posts have slowed way down the past couple of months,
And that saddens me a bit, because Ramblings is one of my favorite things to do,
It allows me to clear my head, share my thoughts and at times even vent,
Every now and then I have even said things that made sense,
Well as we (women) are sometimes inclined to do,
Once we become overwhelmed and tired,
We give up those things we love to do,
We continue to meet our obligations,
And say yes to the multitude of things and people that cross our paths,
That has certainly been true in my case,
Somewhere around the end of the year,
I felt myself running out of what I needed to sustain myself,
But I continued to say yes to everything and sundry,
That came along,
At work I have been doing the job of three for over a year,
Anytime anyone called with a project my hand was the first to go up,
And don’t let a young person have an issue,
Mama was on the case,
On the other hand,
I was writing sporadically, convincing myself that I needed to slow down,
When writing fills me with unbridled joy!
I was allowing books I would have devoured at one time to pile up on my floor and on my shelf, spilling over, unread,
In all arenas the things that filled my soul and gave me joy,
Were going undone,
Filled with have-tos,
The final straw was last week when I was too tired to get out of my bed for three days in a row,
I went to the doctor and she told me I was exhausted, dehydrated and running on empty,
She complimented me on clear eyes and nice skin,
Telling me that everything else was suffering,
Then because she knows me,
She asked about writing, mentoring and reading,
Tears filled my eyes,
Because I hadn’t been doing any of those things,
In the quantities required to sustain me,
I had become an automaton,
A machine,
I knew I needed to regroup, reassess and get me back to where I needed to be,
I also knew that ironically I would have to do what I have been telling others to do and had even written a book about,

Love and Blessings,