I'm bursting with excitement, energy, and a new reason to write. For months I could only blog as my energy or desire to do other things had left me, maybe due to my mom's illness, and then her death. Many things happened this year. I felt many things were taken from me and that I had regressed about ten years in my past, although I pretended otherwise.My partner spoke to me yesterday. He said I have much going for me even if everything else was taken away, and I wanted to hear what was included in the "much." He reminded me about one of my biggest assets—my ability to write. He said no one can take away my power to write and that I should continue to write. He said I should write a commitment to myself that I’ll continue to write and complete my book. I went to the gym and worked on my manuscript when I returned home. My partner's words gave me confidence, affirmation to believe in myself even when my reality seemed to rest in a discombobulated state.
Goodbye grief, hello to writing, to the completion of my manuscript.
Update
I completed my manuascript - the book now titled Day Laughs Night Cries: Fifteen
To Others
When life seems unbearble, don't quit. The good times will return. You'll find joy again. Yes. You Will.
