For the past 3 years I’ve seen my life fall to pieces all around me;
Unemployment, broken ankle, eye surgeries, funds now down to survival levels, slim paycheck to slim paycheck as, even with my new (temporary) job, I find myself living not so much month to month, but day to day.
Yet, I refuse to give up despite everything. I continue to write and am encouraged to try and do more with my archives of work, a decade building.
Trying to pick up the pieces and build a new and better life is hard to do when you are alone, unsure how, or even if, you can, or should, reach out for help.
I thank You, Lord, for those You have brought into my life to help me take much needed steps in new directions. I thank You for the opportunities to go places, attend events, and meet people I might never have been able to.
I thank You for the opportunity to be published online, and in the local paper, to have poetry, and essays both rejected and accepted for publication by others and for sending me word of new such opportunities. I thank You for the opportunity to be accepted in a distinguished writers’ organization and to be paid for my writing for the first time.
All of this will help me make progress.