Inspiration
What a month! First let me start off by apologizing to my co-bloggers. Life has really gotten in the way. A few weeks ago I came down with a migraine that lasted a few days and then a sinus infection. My sinus infection cleared quickly enough but no sooner had it cleared than we had an unexpected house guest, and then three more were added to the loop. My household went from two adults, three teenagers and three dogs to three adults, three teenagers, three dogs, two toddlers and an infant.
I'm not sure how you look at things. I kind of wondered if Mercury was in retrograde, but since my technical communications were in working order, I knew that wasn't the case. Anyway, our couch has always been available. We believe in living what we preach. It's no secret that I have a deep Christian faith and I can't speak of God's love if I don't live it.
Now, I'm not saying this to pat myself on the back. Far from it. If I hadn't forgotten to blog over the last few weeks I probably wouldn't have mentioned it at all. But since our house guests are a huge reason for my lack of writing time, computer time, me time or any other time I figured I could share them with you for a moment.
Having them in my house has had its trials and its joys, and I've tried to carry each moment with love and a smile. I've tried not to dwell on my disappointment at my lack of writing time and for the most part it has worked. On Saturday, I was beginning to feel a little down. Getting up before the crack of dawn has never been a habit of mine, especially since I'm usually still up from the day before. By nature I'm a night owl. The first few days I'd get up before the sun and find myself still doing household chores after midnight. Then I started falling asleep on my feet (not quite, but crawling in bed before 9 p.m. is unheard of for me).
I also received a small rejection for a short story on Saturday. There was no disappointment, nothing. More of an 'oh well, life goes on'. A 'maybe I'm not cut out to be a writer' thought passed quickly through my mind. It was chased by 'soon, it'll all come together soon. I just have to find a new rythm' thought.
I continued to love and smile. What else could I do? Kick my guests to the curb for some writing time? Send them to the mission during the holidays? No. Not when the adult guest has been a friend of the family for over thirty years. So I took joy in seeing the little girls get all excited about wearing dresses, stockings and dress shoes (this is something new to them-not the going to church, but the dress-up).
*sigh* Exhaustion. I thought it was difficult getting five people ready for church. I never thought rounding up nine would be possible. I am no Michelle Duggar (for those of you who don't know her she has nineteen or twenty kids).
After church, a wonderful friend walked up to me and asked me about me, and then she asked if I was able to work on my writing. Sadly, the answer was no. She smiled and said she'd been praying for me all week and that I was getting lots of inspiration.
It took me twenty-four hours to recognize the complete truth in her statement. You see I plotted a story over a year ago about a single father who has, you guessed it, three little girls. One with special needs. Similar to our guests. It wasn't until I stopped and really paid attention to him interacting with his girls that I realized how true my friend's statement was. A thought ran through my head that he was trying to be mommy in daddy clothing (if that makes any sense at all) and I understood a bit more about the characterization of my hero.
Even though life has added a few bricks to my wall that I'm trying to hurdle, I know by the time I get over the top I'll have this fount of creativity gush forth. This little bump in the road has been a blessing and an inspiration. I can't wait to write his and the girls' happily ever after.
Renee



















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