living it up–living up to it

the joys [and woes] of life as a writer, a journalist even, is that precarious line between living the life and describing it as you see.
let me explain. …
sometimes, life comes as a whirlwind and between the stress of the day to day and the responsibilities, you live it up. forget everything else and within a blink of an eye, you drop what’s most important to your existance–journaling the things you’ve seen, heard and learned out of the experience, putting your words on paper.
flip side: you spend all your time writing about all that you ’see’ and ‘feel’ that you forget about actually ‘living’ said ‘it.’ sometimes its easy to write and engross yourself in a story, a poem, a project … so much so that you forget everything that’s happening around you.
how do you coalesce the two? well … meticulously reminding yourself to do so, i tell myself. sometimes its hard, yes,to tear yourself away from your craft that has come to be a daily necessity [obligation?]
lucky for me, it only takes a certain pair of large brown eyes and the word, ‘mommy’ to break that spell …