In 2020 after the pandemic hit, I started writing a memoir about my relationships from childhood to adulthood. I wrote raw truth that I’ve kept vaulted for the most part. In 2021 after my moving back to Atlanta I continued writing and finished a very important part of my life. I also joined a well-known publishing community for support but then in 2022, I stopped writing.
I thought I had stopped writing due to being in the market for a home, at least that is what I told myself. “I don’t have time to write.” I’m coming up on a year of living in my new home and I still haven’t written the first word. I’ve thought about it, prayed about it, and questioned my motivation. When I search for the answer I find it.

My perspective has changed. The way I looked at my life from 2020 to today is two different stories. Yes, it happened but I wouldn’t write it with undertones of anger and grief. I would write it as a story of healing and compassion for not just myself but for others. And if I’d finished it in 2022 as I had intended then I would’ve left out a big chapter of what I am living now.
Sometimes we hit speed bumps, yield signs, and even stop signs because it’s not over. If we are racing to the finish line, what’s the point? To say I did it? To have that moment of recognition that quickly fades? We miss allowance. Allowing things to unfold as they have been prepared for us not as we see they should be done.
I think it’s important to remember not to get attached to outcomes. The outcome is coming how it’s coming but when we get attached to how we think it needs to be then we are limiting ourselves and often breaking our hearts with disappointment.
And never think that pain doesn’t have a purpose. Every loss, pain, grief, and suffering we have survived will be a gateway to a purpose. There is no way I could guide participants in my sessions if I didn’t understand where they come from. It’s hard to empathize with those who have been abandoned emotionally and/or physically if you’ve never experienced it. I’m not even sure you can relate to anyone in a narcissistic relationship unless you’ve lived it because nobody understands it or believes you. From pain to purpose is a gift. A shared gift to others.
No matter what you are seeking today, a book deal, a recording deal, that one piece of art that puts you on the map, a new relationship, a job, a new career, a new home, whatever it is pay attention to the speed bumps, yield signs and stop signs, for they are there for a reason. What is coming to you and specifically for you is not going anywhere. It’s been there the entire time and it will be there when the timing is right.
My friend, you have never stopped writing. You are writing a different story, but everyday you write. And your words help, raise up and reach out. To use your traffic metaphor, it is a change of route/direction but not a stop.
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Thank you so much for your encouraging and kind words. I appreciate your support. 💕
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