Day Ninety-three: Waitin' on the Rainbow

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I am an "accidental blogger". When I launched my writing career in March of 2014, one of the things that I decided to include was my journaling, which I have always found to be a comforting and therapeutic endeavor. It was a big risk to open myself up in such a public forum, but it has taught me that, for the most part, we share far more experiences than we think. It's comforting to know I'm not alone! (*the "Button Text" is the link to my first novel)

Day Ninety-three: Waitin' on the Rainbow

2/3/2015

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'Everyone wants happiness, no one wants pain but you can't make a rainbow without a little rain." ~author Unknown

Some days I swear I just have to shake my head as I watch the world (...or the little corner of it where I reside) crumble all around me. I'm pretty sure this a common occurrence for most of us because life is, after all, fluid and in constant flux, There are just some times it's more prevalent than others when many changes happen all at once. I can't imagine I'm the only person who has sat down at the end of my day, looking back on various events and thinking, "What in the HELL just happened?" I keep thinking of the Lemony Snicket title A Series of Unfortunate Events and how it's applicable to the chapter my life seems to be currently writing.

One of my coping mechanisms for riding out life's storms is burying my nose in a book, which I've done for the last two days to the point where my eyes are blurry from focusing so hard (...in case you're wondering, I've been reading Shield of Winter by Nalini Singh...SO good!). I let myself get completely lost in the story and when I come out of the book again it's a bit like having a hangover. Usually that buys me enough time to allow whatever the storm's been doing to abate to something more manageable. Unfortunately, this time it's more like just taking an intermission before the next wave of crazy comes along! I'm at the point where now all I can do is laugh (...only a little maniacally) and brace myself for whatever is coming next....Oh, and buy a big bottle of tequila 'cause me and Jose' are going to have to talk real soon! Today I'm happy for the strength to withstand life's current assault!

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About The Author

I grew up in rural North Carolina. When I was only nineteen, I moved away and became a military wife. My only aspiration at that tender time in my life was to create an adult life that "fixed" all of the "injustices" of my childhood. Secretly, however, I wanted to reach for the sky! I wanted to be a writer and find ways to "save the world" (my mother used to say, "You have Save the World Syndrome".). Mostly, I wanted to matter.

Since then, I have learned to reach well beyond what I ever dared to think was possible. I've learned not to allow fear to stop me from whatever future I want to create!

What keeps me grounded? My Tribe! What provides the wind beneath my wings? A well of reserves filled with unstoppable passion!

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