Much Better NOW

OK, so you know how things are darkest before the dawn? That seems to be what’s happening to me now. The sun has risen and I feel so much better.  Maybe giving into several months of overwork and overwhelm required not just a fallow period to follow, but also a period of mourning.  I’ve let go my nonsense.  I’ve cleansed my mind from negativity, guilt, depression, and low self-esteem.

The fact is that while my design skills are not where I want them to be yet, there are people who really like them and would pay for them.  The more I do, the better I get, the more I attract.

And last night I had a really cool revelation.  I offered to help someone out because we could use the extra cash and I don’t want to lie completely fallow.  It turns out that doing this pretty simple project lifted a big weight off her shoulders.  And that’s when the lightbulb went off.

What I want to do, really really want to do, is help others.  And I mean that professionally.  I want to be the service provider who lifts weight off of people’s shoulders.  I want to have clients who sleep well at night because I’m on the case.

I want to help with my writing too and that’s why my next 2 writing projects will focus on, well, you – a romance and a devotional, geared to interest the very people who read my blog.  No, I’m not selling out – I actually really love my 2 writing ideas, I’m just a little jammed up on getting started.

So the doors have begun to open in several places for my professional life, and soon they will on my writing life – my next focus.  The girls are ok too. Yep, there is still way too much misbehavior but there is some progress. Amelia seems to helping more. There was a poop or two found in the potty yesterday – I’m hoping it was hers.    And she is mastering “Green Eggs and Ham”.Zoe woke up and said “Good Morning!” over and over. That’s a new phrase!  Returning to at least a nighttime routine has done them a world of good.

The lesson learned: resilience, prayer, and patience do work to do the trick when you’re stuck.  That, and lots and lots of time…