How and Why I Started TypeSet Mama

How and Why I Started TypeSet Mama

My coffee is hot, and the house is quiet.  I am writing this as my very first blog. It’s exciting and terrifying!  It’s been a big year for me. I turned 50 and I am officially an empty nester! I have spent the last 29 years raising children and while I know you are never done; my job description has changed.  My duties and responsibilities have shifted. I found myself needing a motivational speech and what you are reading is it! 

My life has changed, and I felt like the scene in City Slickers between Curly and Mitch.

Curly, “Do you know what the secret of life is?”  He holds up one finger.  “This.”

Mitch, “Your finger?”

Curly, “One thing, just one thing.  You stick to that and the rest don’t mean anything (my word, Curly’s was a little more colorful!)

Mitch, “But what is that one thing?”

Curly, “That’s what you have to find out.”

So, in Julie, a beautiful life, ACT 2 that is what I set out to do.  What is my one thing?  Where do I go from here?  What feeds me?

In being that wife and mom what did I let go?   It got me thinking. Remember when you were five and you colored your trees purple, because you could?  And when you grew up you wanted to be a princess or a pirate?  It was then that we begin to typeset, get those fonts in place for our lives.   But somewhere along the journey I began to lose pieces, my mind shifted.  I became focused on my kids, my husband.  Don’t get me wrong all noble and needed but I quit doing what fed me.  I can’t lay blame.  I had to be honest with who I am now and what I chose to lay aside, the fact that I buried my one thing.

And in reality, because it had been so long, I had to ask myself what was that one thing?  When I was five, I wanted to be a cowboy like John Wayne and sing like Johnny Cash.  When I was in junior high, I wanted to be a dancer and dance with John Travolta in Staying Alive.  Somehow, I think those things were no longer my one thing.

It was my ever-supportive husband, Ross who sat me down and said, “You are creative!  You have a message and a point of view. You are starting your blog!”  And before I could protest or talk myself out of it, here we are!

Am I scared, yep!  Am I excited, yep! But here is what I asked myself, am I willing to try and possibly fail?  A plant will only grow as big as the pot you put it in.  I believe in what I say.  We are all creative, we all have a voice, the world needs who we are and created to be and that can not and will not happen if we are afraid to try! 

In ancient Greece they had a torch race, in this race a bunch of torches were lit and handed to each runner.  The winner wasn’t the one who crossed the finish line first.  But the one who finished first with their fire still lit.

So, Typeset Mama was created for me – for you.  It is a place of encouragement, a place to grow, make mistakes and learn, to explore, to be creative, to define those fonts to set your own creative course to create your life adventure!  DO YOU!