I was reading some old posts I had written several years ago. Back when I lived in a two story house with my husband, kids, and step kids. I had written that my life felt meant for someone else.
I needed to write this now. I am right where I need to be. My day job is dancing around town in my wheelchair. I’m a road artist and so much more.
Life is far from my idealistic vision of the “perfect” life, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
I’m not sure what will happen with my freak out, but what it helped me to realize is that I need to prioritize my life.
This might take some time…
My story made the front page.
I was just on the news.
Life in general is amazing in so many ways.
So why am I melting down?
I make bad decisions frequently. I’m kicking myself for the latest, and trying to adjust to the realization that I’m a lot like a flame.
People see me for miles dancing around. I can bring warmth and excitement. Hopefully my ideas will catch and spread.
However, it’s dangerous for people to get too close. I need a way that people can see the flame and feel the warmth, without getting burned, which seems to be the inevitable result.
I feel the most responsible thing to do is to build some kind of clear firewall. I just can’t let it snuff out the flame.
It’s your book
And it’s up to you
To make your novel
Dreams come true.
Tomorrow will be
It’s time to make
The readers swoon.
Tug those heartstrings
Make them cry
Or give them wings
So they can fly.
It’s your story
To be told
There’s no such thing
As “I’m too old”.
The conference is
All done and gone
But the lessons learned
Can still live on.
And so until
Next year we meet
Your author’s seat.
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