Both as a country and individually, many have questioned the events in Massachusetts, Texas, and along the Mississippi River, plus countless other places worldwide with one word. Why?
Personally, I’ve been facing a quiet storm. One adviser and two other friends jumped on a band wagon to set up a ‘competing business’ under my company name. Why?
I don’t have the answer, to either of those questions. And honestly, I learned a long time ago, I may not find them. Life doesn’t come with a manual: “Flip to page 49, paragraph iii to address this issue.” But as sure as I’m writing this I will tell you, “Nothing is EVER wasted!” (Be sure you use this as a quote attributed to me, Roxie Hanna, k?)
My close friends know this mantra; tell me they hear those words in their own heads when they come across a situation that is unexpected or heartbreaking. I repeated the words aloud, swallowing the strength they offered, “Nothing is EVER wasted.”
Never one to theorize about politics, religion, or sciences, let me postulate that these events are connected. The commonality is people. People recovering.
So, after I saw interviews with those affected most by these instances, I gave myself a pep talk. “If folks can recover, and commit to a future, why am I even considering a moment of self-pity?”
I straightened my shoulders, picked up my proverbial pompoms and marched into the kitchen for a chunk of dark chocolate.
The name of the game is survival. For whatever time we have here. Chocolate is a survivor’s food. I AM a survivor. Of many things.
What does this have to do with writers?
Well, let me jump on my soapbox, pompom in each hand, “You can do this. No matter what reaction you face, situation that presents itself, or tragedy that plays out, you can and must continue on the path you started.” *waving pompoms*
You are a writer, and know that since, “nothing is ever wasted,” you can adjust
your attitude, edit your work, change your plot-line or whatever you need to do for success as defined by you. Nike has something, Just Do It! And don’t stop.
We’re in this together, person to person, shoulder to shoulder, come hell or high water, or both.
*Exhaling, one more shake of those fluffy puffs in your direction,* this concludes our pep rally this week, “Go YOUUUU!” *setting pompoms down*.