A Mid Week Twist

At this moment, my life is filled with a multitude of projects and concerns that occupy my thoughts and drive my actions. I have embarked on a journey into the world of self-publishing, a path that excites me despite the uncertainty of the outcome. While I do not harbor the expectation of achieving the level of success experienced by authors like J.K. Rowling, I have always felt a persistent urge to express myself, particularly regarding the profound themes of grief and loss. This interest has propelled me forward, and I find myself evolving and transforming at this stage of my life. It is a reminder that we are all, in essence, ongoing projects, constantly developing and reshaping ourselves.

While I appreciate the opportunity to work from home, I cannot help but miss the vibrant energy that characterized my time at the clinic. The hustle and bustle of that environment created an atmosphere filled with activity, which is markedly different from the quieter pace of my current work life. However, I realize that this change brings its own benefits; I no longer experience the overwhelming stress that once consumed me. Additionally, I am making progress toward fulfilling a lifelong dream. Even if only a small number of people—perhaps just my family—choose to purchase my book, the fulfillment I derive from this endeavor is invaluable.

Reflecting back on my childhood, I recall the aspirations I held during my tween years when I dreamed of becoming an author. I was an avid reader, enchanted by stories that transported me to distant places. I would envision myself crafting narratives that explored the wonders of travel, imagining adventures in cities like London, Paris, and Rome. Those dreams were vibrant and alive, and now, as I pursue this aspiration, it brings me great joy to reassure that 11-year-old girl, who often felt isolated and uncertain, that she has indeed taken steps toward her goals. She dared to dream, and now, those dreams are becoming a reality.

A twist of gratitude this morning