Two people in my life gave me the same words of wisdom that I try to live by. Write from your heart and the readers will notice. Often times authors lose sight of why they write their novels, whether it be, they’re seeking money, fame, or just to get those pesky characters out of their head.
Heck, I’m one of them. My reasons were a bit different. Don’t get me wrong, all of those things would be nice and I wouldn’t complain, but the real reason I started to write Intuition was because I told my daughter she could be and do anything she wanted to. And like any strong and willful mother that wants to be a good role model, I wanted to prove to her and to myself that what I said was true.
I’m not proud to say that I’m one of those people who probably missed being diagnosed with Attention Deficit Disorder as a kid. I’ve been known to try new things often, and normally before I finish the last, I move on to the next. This time was different. This time my reason was more important to me than any flights of fancy that I’ve undertaken.
My children.
Having and raising children, as a single parent is one of the most difficult jobs a parent can have. Being the sole person responsible for another person’s life, well-being, and happiness is hard business. At the age of twenty-three, I was divorced and raising a two year old, and I’m here to tell you, sometimes it was no pick-nick, especially experiencing the terrible two’s with no one to keep you sane, but I’ve realized only when I’m about to turn the dreaded forty, that I had it easier than most.
I look back on those times and wonder how I didn’t pull all of my hair out and I know it was because of my own mother. The strong woman that she is raised me into the strong woman that I have grown into. At the time, I wasn’t sure I could handle paying the bills, putting food on the table, parent-teacher conferences, the cooking, the cleaning, the homework help…and the list goes on and on. But somehow I managed to survive and it made me a better person.
I’ve known and seen several women in my life that were single moms and struggling worse then I, and only now can I look back and be grateful for all of the support I had.
I might not have always made the right decisions and stumbled along the way trying to figure things out through trial and error, but at least I made a decision and learned from my mistakes.
My family means the world to me. My children and my mother are still the heart and soul that guides me to strive to be better. Without them, I wouldn’t have had the courage to not only prove to my daughter that we can do anything we set our minds to, but without my own up-bringing and love and support of my mom, I wouldn’t have ever had the courage to try.
To all of the mothers that are still learning on a daily basis, I salute you. I can only tell you one thing. These children, the ones that spit up on us when they were little, broke bones falling off slides, and had fevers in the middle of the night; I couldn’t imagine my world without them in it. My heart is full and now I count my blessing everyday, knowing that one day, because of the way they were raised and the values I instilled in my own children, the same values my mom instilled in me, that they will grow up to be good and kind, in a troubled society.
I wrote this blog for two reasons, one was because I wanted the world to know, what inspired me to write the Bennett Sisters and the other reason, what gave me the courage to put myself out there.
My mother and my children.
If you liked my post, you might be interested to read about another single mother in my new book Touch of Fate, being released Easter weekend.
Forensic Investigator, Abby Bennett believes only in the facts. When a case she’s working on takes a deadly turn in her direction, she’s now more determined than ever to catch the killer running rampant.
When fate steps in and brings FBI agent, Ryan Douglas, into her case, she never expected to see the only man who crushed her heart 18 years ago that left her alone and pregnant.
Can she put her hurt aside and work with the only man who has the answers or will she end up dead trying, when the killer sets his eyes on her?