Life has a way of testing a person, sometimes continually. As I am typing this, I realize that the difficulties I have faced in my life are trivial to what others have faced and it feels a little bit like whining to me.
Still, we all get used to a certain lifestyle. When we are removed from that lifestyle for something less, it is jarring. It is a test to see how we will react. Will we adapt to the new life, will we struggle and fight our way back to where we were (or beyond) or will we roll over and die.
I would like to think that I will fight my way back up to former glories and then continue on to new ones. Still, even adapting can be daunting.
I have found myself being tested the past while. Many of the tests have been around my own mental and emotion toughness. There have been many days where I’ve struggled to meet the challenges. But I remind myself that I have writing commitments to finish, not to mention a family to support and a life to live.
And, so I have been doing all of those things.
I will confess, the writing has been more difficult. I haven’t felt the same level of excitement that I had been. Still, the words are flowing and that adds some level of comfort. It also gets me ever closer to finishing that first draft of Mik Murdoch and the Power Within. As I type the title, I realize how apt it is. I too am trying to find that inner power that will allow me to rise to former heights and beyond.
Is that what truly makes me a writer? I don’t honestly know the answer to that. All I do know is that I must write and in the process of doing so, I am stronger.
I hope I can pass this test.