Where do bloggers get their inspiration? And what compels us to share our stories, talents, and passions with complete strangers on the internet? Some bloggers turn into authors and of course, many authors turn into bloggers.
Bloggers come in a variety of flavors and colors and are inspired for a multitude of reasons. Some are inspired by their desire to share their academic knowledge, their exciting adventures from traveling, or their hobbies, talents, and passions from everything from cooking to photography and everything in between. Some blog about their life of opulence and indulgence, while others blog about the mundane life of common folk. Then there are those who are emotionally motivated to blog about their life experiences and share their stories birthed from either immense joy or unspeakable heartbreak and tragedy, all contributing to some really great reads. We blog about our transformations, our expectations, our realizations, and our perceptions. We blog to teach, inspire, share, and for some, to heal. Regardless of why we blog, we all have a story to tell. I’m excited to have entered into this world of blogging.
But what makes us bloggers want to write and share our stories with complete strangers that we will never meet? What makes us want to connect with people with whom all we’ll only receive is that highly-hoped-for LIKE or if we’re lucky, a brief reply?? The answers run the gamut depending on who you ask. For me, it’s the possibility of connecting with someone who, after reading my blogs, has a new way of looking at and responding to situations in their life. Also, it’s a way for me to share what I’ve learned through the pain of my trials and testify that goodness prevails over evil, that there is light in the darkness, you can turn a negative situation into something positive, and ultimately how to live in peace through it all, despite what we endure.
My blog is about my life experiences from the half century I have been fortunate to live on this earth. 40 of those years were what I would call uneventful. Not necessarily boring or unimportant by any means because through those years, some amazing things happened in my life. I gave birth to two amazing children, watched them grow up to be amazing young adults, putting God first and inspiring others to do the same by their choices and lifestyle. I have lived through the ups and downs of marriage and survived them all with a wonderful husband who has been by my side through sickness and in health and demonstrated a level of loyalty to me, our marriage and our family that wipes away anything negative that tried to come in and destroy it. I have been very fortunate to travel with friends, my family and alone with my husband, making memories that will last a lifetime.
Indeed, prior to the last decade, my 40 years on this earth were pretty good, sprinkled in with some trivial upsets. I was living a typical, normal, somewhat predictable life. I was blessed in many ways. Reflecting back now, I clearly see that the “upsets” I once thought were difficult to endure, were so very inconsequential. They always resolved themselves quickly and never produced any roadblocks, detours, nor did they require or prompt me to change, grow or give me a thirst for anything more. I was just getting by on what I had always known to be what I thought was enough. I didn’t know any other way and had no clue that I was completely mentally stagnant and robotically enduring day to day life, never realizing how much more there was to learn and how much further I was able to grow.
I certainly wasn’t bad, but I wasn’t great either. I never sought to become better because it never dawned on me that I was in need of any improvement. Not out of pride, but out of ignorance. I had never known anything other than what I was living, a life of complacency. I was unaware that my level of wisdom was halted because I wasn’t seeking any for there was nothing that motivated me to pursue it. I was seemingly satisfied and satiated with my level of knowledge despite the fact that it was incredibly lacking.
It wasn’t until I began to reflect on the many difficult trials I have faced within the past decade that I truly felt inspired to write a blog about my experiences and my true perspective on who I am, what I’ve learned, and what I now aspire to be. I’ve grown more in the past ten years of my life due to pain and heartbreak than I had grown in my previous 40 years of life prior to experiencing the reality and despair of true darkness as I now know it.
Yes, frighteningly, it wasn’t until tragedy and turmoil hit my life this past decade, heartbreak broke my spirit, uncertainty and fear ruled my life, and physical and emotional pain consumed every ounce of my being that I was propelled into wanting, needing and desperately desiring more in life. They were the driving force for my thirst for wisdom, knowledge and much-needed understanding in order to comprehend and learn how to cope with issues I never thought I would face.
No, my years of a normal, predictable, and blessed life mostly filled with joy and happiness with a few bumps in the road peppered in did not urge me into any reflection of who I was and how I was living nor prompt me to seek anything more. It was entirely due to my decade of despair and devastation.
That my friends is what my blog is all about. Healing, hoping, growth and peace through trials, tragedy, and turmoil. My hope is to teach you how to turn your negatives into positives, bad situations into good, encourage you to never repay evil for evil, and learn how to relinquish control in situations where you have none in order to maintain your peace. I will share the knowledge that helped dig me out of a dark pit and enabled me to see the light again and who and what this light is that I now rely on and turn to when I’m in need of lifting up, guidance, and being an inspiration to others. It’s to teach that when trouble inevitably comes in its many unique and devastating ways, there is a time to mourn, to feel, to react, but there is also a time of healing and recovery and to understand that we are never meant to stay there.
This blog was birthed from my many revelations on so many issues and writing about them and sharing them is very therapeutic for me. This blog is my voice and my truth. It is the philosophies in which I live by, and the values in which I hold onto. It is what has been taught to our children and are the principles by which our family lives by. This blog is a representation of who I am.
With wisdom comes humility in asking God what the purpose is of our trials and what lessons we are supposed to learn from them. We must come to the end of ourselves and stop doing things our way with our own effort. We must allow God to mold and shape us through our trials into who He wants us to be in order to fulfill His will in our lives. It is only then that we will heal and grow and be equipped to lead others to hope through their darkness.