For the past several years, I’ve been trying to find ways to motivate myself to write more. My mother was a writer, and always told me, write about what you know. I’ve also been in the space business, as a technical editor, among other duties, for several years. My biggest issue with writing for space is writer’s block; I think it plagues most writers, at one time or another. This is also why my entry below is actually being reposted, because it came to me so naturally at the time.

Along with that, there are plenty of times I’ve written things, and never had the nerve to publish them. Sometimes it’s difficult to find the right time or place to even do so. But lately, it seems like everyone needs some good news, wherever and whenever they find it. A year ago Christmas, we had the chance to post our thoughts online on JSC Features. That day was very special to me, and I do believe in my heart, there are more special ones in front of all of us in the space business.

From JSC Features, December 2008:

“On a night before Christmas, snow began to fall in Houston. The last time some of us in had seen snow on the ground was Christmas Eve, a few years back. Snow in Houston is a rare treat; outdoors, in the evening, you could hear children squealing and laughing, as some of them had never seen it at all. And just when we thought December in Houston couldn’t offer us a more special occasion – the very next day, in fact! News that the Space Shuttle Endeavour was going to fly over Houston and JSC spread like wildfire. E-mails began flying about, like the flurry of snowflakes the night before. People were excited. The weather was brisk, chilly, windy, with some snow left on the ground that refused to give in to the mid-day sun.

And then, there it was! Space Shuttle Endeavour, atop the Boeing transport vehicle, flying low over JSC. The workers throughout the Johnson Space Center ran downstairs, gathered in warm spots on sunny sides of buildings. The spirit of excitement, like children waiting for Santa, was in the air. Seeing our precious Space Shuttle flying over wasn’t too unlike children waiting to hear reindeer on the roof, for many of us. We’d heard the stories from the ”elders,” the space workers who were here ”back in the day” when Shuttles would come into Houston on their way to Florida. But some people, myself included, had never witnessed such a sight. And what a sight it was! Truly an event to remember. More precious than ever, since who knows when we’ll get to see a sight like that in Houston again. I never would have dreamed that I’d get to see that and to share it with many friends and coworkers. It was truly a special day, as special as snow in Houston.”