Some of you may not know this but I've been working on writing a book. For almost a year now, actually.
It's about my experience going through a divorce a few years ago (yup- true story) and coming out on top.
I want to tell my story because being young and divorced is not an uncommon experience for many women. There needs to be more empathy and more support for women in their twenties who suddenly find themselves labeled as a "divorcee." It's a weird thing, being a divorcee. A weird thing.
But back to me writing a book.
I've taken quite a long break from working on my book. There were some things that didn't feel quite right, some issues I needed to get sorted out in my mind about the whole endeavor.
And now I'm in this place in my life where, because I'm not working full-time hours, I actually have quite a bit of free time. I've been really struggling the last two months with how to fill all this time in the best way possible. Work and productivity are really important to me. Just lounging around starts to drive me crazy.
I've played around with a few different possibilities: Go back to school? Try to get a heavier teaching load? Paint and paint and paint? Many prayers have been said in this regard, looking for help and answers.
Then, just recently, I started to get little thoughts about my book. Like small nudges or reminders of the fact that I even was working on a book at some point. Hey, remember how you're trying to write a book?
So that's what I'm doing. Starting today.
But here's the thing- this kind of writing is really hard. It takes an emotional toll to go back in my mind and relive some of the most painful moments of my life. I usually get a little headache (check) and have to get coverage for the multi-family group with teenagers I'm supposed to lead tonight (check). After a few hours of working on my book, having to be a therapist for others is not a great idea.
Which brings me to the whole reason why I'm even writing this blog post.
I've been writing about hard, intense stuff for a while today and just needed a little break, a little emotional breather.
.......big breath in......and out.......
I needed to stop by this little spot of love and happiness that I've created on the interweb and focus on how wonderful my life is now. Aren't we so glad that the title of this blog is not Young People in Sadness?
Yup. Young People in Love has a much nicer ring to it, dontcha think?
I love Chas.