Over the last few weeks and months, I've had much for which to be grateful. On October 30, 2018, I had surgery to remove a Stage 1 cancerous tumor in my breast. In April 2020, I suffered a thankfully mild case of Covid 19. Months later, God graciously allowed my son to survive a drug overdose. My granddaughter survived and got out of an abusive relationship. My middle child and her husband both survived car accidents that totaled their vehicles. In the midst of so much bad, God has shown himself to be good.
I've been learning and growing in my writing and publishing. With God's help, I created this website and have added a store, giving me more control over my product. I'm learning marketing and promotion, and book sales are increasing. Basically, when I look at my life, I have no complaints.
Well, maybe one. My weight. But that's a work in progress and I'm leaning heavily on God to help me bring it under control.
This month, I decided with the help of God to take my life back. I'm doing more things that I enjoy. I signed up for and am once again taking ballet lessons, despite sometimes feeling like that cartoon of a dancing elephant. If only I were as graceful...
I'm 52, soon to be 53. For the first time in my adult life, I'm only responsible for me. It's a season of change as well as a season of gratitude. As I enter this next chapter of my life, one goal I have is to pursue a deeper, more fulfilling intimacy with God than ever before. With Him on my side, I know everything will be all right.