Moving On

It has been nearly two full months since I have written a blog post.  In fact I have barely written anything at all with the exception of notes to myself reminding me what I need to accomplish on any given day.  I have been busy with work and with life just like everybody else.  That never stopped me from writing before, so why now? 

In October I lost one of my dearest friends to cancer.  She was not just any friend.  She was the friend who helped me find a way to climb out of the deep dark pit I was in after having lost my first husband to the same disease.  Lynn watched me spiral in and out of emotional ruins, never losing sight of the person I was beneath it all.  She believed in God, she believed in me and sometimes she believed in God “for” me.

Even though I had known for nearly a year that the day may come when she would no longer be with us, somehow I wanted to believe different.  I wanted to cling to the heart to heart conversations, the laughter and her “I Love Lucy” impersonations.  I wanted to attend worship services with her and sing.  I wanted Lynn to show the world that cancer can be beat.  I wanted all of that for her, but selfishly I wanted it for me.  I couldn’t bear the thought of losing her friendship.

I have been in a bit of a fog where my creativity is concerned because I just don’t know what to write about.  I thought maybe it was just my busyness.  But I realized this week how much I looked forward to Lynn’s e-mail which always followed one of my blog posts.  This week as I was reflecting on this something occurred to me.  Lynn encouraged me to always write from my heart and from my experience; that this would speak far more to people’s lives than researched topics.  So that is what I set out to do when I began this blog.  Why should I quit now? You are exactly right!  I shouldn’t.  Maybe, just maybe, someone will read even this simple little post and find hope or encouragement.  I want that for you; for them. 

Thank you for being patient with me during my writing absence.  I hope that you will find something within the confines of this blog to encourage and inspire.

Moving on…..

Amy Lynn Michael

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