Feeling a bit lackadaisical about writing lately, so I owe my readers an apology. It has been an exhausting month. Sometimes you must get in the car and just drive. In other words, put one foot in front of the other, move forward without questions or distractions, hang out with yourself and do one task at a time. You know put on your cruise control and ride on down the highway. It is survival.
My writing tends to be difficult when I am feeling under the weather or when I am overwhelmed with just the regular tasks of getting up and moving in the right direction. My post traumatic brain fog drowns the lamplight and needs some refueling before I hit the midnight oil. Occasionally the wheels do not turn like I want them too and I hydroplane a little.
Also, new chapters present themselves and you must figure out how to navigate it. I know you know what I mean even if it is not writing or work for you. We all have things that stop us, remind us, revert us into a slowing motion: Roadblocks, new lanes, a deer in your headlights. That is just what happens on the drive.
This past month has been crazy. My grandson had a severe asthma attack, he is 2. That was scary. Next, I had a tooth extracted. That turned into an infection. The antibiotic gave me another infection, and I came down with Bronchitis and an ear infection. Finally, my daughter (mother of the one with asthma) ended up in the hospital with severe dehydration and exhaustion. (She might follow in her mama’s footsteps in overwhelming her schedule.) All of that was rough and certainly kept me busy and away from my fingers walking.
That is just life on the highway, right? The natural flow of all things living where good and bad flow through our days, and we just keep moving, navigating the curves, putting on the brakes, stepping carefully. I know you know.
Another big thing happened that is good, and exciting yet stressful and concerning at the same time. I have been selling life insurance for 34 years, same agent for 13. An amazing opportunity arose with an agent I used to work for 15 years ago. Now I have the honor of selling life insurance for our two agencies and for his agency.
How cool is that and how time-consuming figuring out a new marketing calendar, schedule and managing more opportunities. So here I sit in a pickle, learning how to balance another hat and my God provided career certainly must take precedence over my writing until I learn to manage it well. But I will be here, I promise you.
Driving a new opportunity in life, is like driving a new car. There is a learning curve and so you might feel out of sorts. I know this feeling well. When the past creeps in the doubts, and the quickening of your heart pumps fast with fear and you have to pull over to the sidelines. I am currently sitting on the shoulder with a flat tire knowing that God always sends an angel to pump me full of hope.
The road to anywhere involves examining options and there are always twist and turns and sidesteps before you truly learn to navigate the terrain well.
Thank you for hanging out with me here in the vulnerabilities of life. We all know we need grace and mercy when we come upon the congestion of living. It sparks that road rage in our soul leading us to slam on the brakes and rest.
May you find rest too on life’s highway. Take time to reassess the path in front of you. I will be right here with you on the arterial causeway rooting you onward and upward.
Love you guys!
Susanne Moore 