I’m a Regular George Orwell (But Without the Smut).

**This post is a contribution to the weekly Spin Cycle, sponsored by Jen at Sprite’s Keeper.  This week’s topic was creative writing.  Swing by her site for more of the most creative words on the web.**

Question (from Anonymous):

This question is deep, so consider it seriously:  What do you want your life to be like in ten years, or to have accomplished?

Answer (from me):

March 19, 2019

Dear Journal,

**Sigh.**  I know I say it all the time, but it’s true—I can’t help it: I love my life.  I love it—and I don’t use “love” lightly.  Who would’ve thought my life would ever be this fabulous?  {Okay, there was that one blog post I wrote ten years ago, dreaming of this, but that was nothing more than an exercise in Creative Writing.  I never expected it to be fulfilled.}

Poor Kyle is such a gem, even to this day.  He’s 37 now, and his hair is becoming such a distinguished shade of salt-and-pepper, especially around the sideburns.  His Internet Engineering company has really taken off, and it pretty much runs itself these days.  Which is great, because combined with my work as a paid,  professional writer, and best-selling novelist, our schedules allow us to travel quite extensively.  As I write this, we are holidaying at our winter home in Mesa, Arizona—we won’t be back in Canada for at least another month (just in time to kiss winter goodbye and start the vegetable garden).  We own all of our property free and clear, and are completely debt-free.  It’s so liberating to know that, at the end of the day, our only debt is to the Lord.  I’m so lucky to have picked Poor Kyle; we’re on the same page with so many issues.  It’s a joy to be together.

Marriage is such an inspired institution…

wedding ringsIt brings back such sweet memories, looking at our wedding rings.  I never did upgrade mine, and I don’t think I ever will—I’m happy with it how it is.

…Even after 12 years, we still love each other passionately.  We try to keep the fire alive with our regular date nights and holidays.  Our 5th anniversary trip to France was spectacular.

eiffel-tower-bwImage from here.

Of course, it went without a hitch because I am now 100% fluent in French {some say I speak better than the natives!}.  Poor Kyle was hesitant to travel abroad to foreign-language countries, but now he realises how wonderful it can be, with the proper education.  We enjoyed ourselves so much that we took the children back three years later, and let them make use of their immersion-school studies.  (I’m glad Poor Kyle finally saw the light, and agreed that, by studying more than one language, our children would be better than everyone else’s.  Perfection is so…refreshing.)

Wedding DipWe’ve come so far since that first year of marriage…

Oh, and the children—our sweet little quadruplet boys.  They’re seven now, and they’re perfect darlings.  I always wanted to have four children, all at once, but I never thought I’d be lucky enough to get my wish!  And boys—oh, what a blessing.  They are so much less dramatic than little girls, and for that, I am truly grateful.  When we found out I was expecting, we were just so giddy for the entire 9 months (well, 8 months and 2 weeks, actually—the thoughtful little angels decided to come early!).  Their four grandparents are so doting and generous.  I don’t know if the boys even realise how loved they are.  It took us a while to finally have them, but it was worth the wait—every child deserves to be anticipated anxiously, and welcomed with loving arms.  They’re rambunctious, of course, but I enjoy seeing them active; it reminds me to be thankful for their health and vitality.

They’ve given me so much to write about—my second best-selling series was based loosely on their antics.  In fact, it was shortly after “their” series ended, that Oprah had me on her show (for the first time).  These days, though, I’ve been making far fewer appearances for publicity.  I’ve got all the fame I could possibly want or need, and my priorities lie with my family.  {I do still make time for my old blog, though: archiveslives.com.  It’s been good to me over the years, and I am glad to be able to give back to my readers with giveaways every day.  It’s good.}

Like I said, I love my life.  We have been truly blessed.

—cpsfw

p.s. I almost forgot!  I enjoyed driving the pepper white MINI™ for as long as possible, but it just wasn’t practical anymore after the boys were born.  We’ve since switched to a chic, black, electric-powered Mercedes™ SUV.  [Hybrids are so a decade ago.]  Technology has improved by huge degrees, and Poor Kyle finally realised how brilliant electric energy is for powering vehicles.  (It probably didn’t hurt that electric cars are now faster than gasoline engines ever were, and boast just as much horse-strength and torque as any “regular” SUV used to.)

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I'm Camille. I have a butt-chin. I live in Canada. I was born in Arizona. I like Diet Dr. Pepper. Hello. You can find me on Twitter @archiveslives, Facebook at facebook.com/archivesofourlives, instagram at ArchivesLives, and elsewhere.
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