Writing Through
I thought I could write through anything. I used to turn to my writing to work through anger, frustration, and sadness. I wrote through disappointment, exhaustion, and loneliness. I wrote to remove myself from physical and emotional situations I couldn't escape. I had a very stressful job when I was first published, and my writing was my haven. But I couldn't write through the grief, anxiety, and financial chaos that followed my husband's passing. It's been a journey to get to the point where I can put my fingers on the computer keys and write a sentence. I had started a book in October before his passing. But at the time, his illness had progressed to the point he needed me 24 hours a day. I never left the house without my daughter or mother being there. And if I did, it was while he was asleep to go to the grocery store before he ever woke for the day. I'm now trying to return to my past schedule of writing. But it's still difficult to sustain the schedule ...