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I haven’t posted in My Resilient Palette for a while because I’ve been deeply immersed in writing my novel.
The truth is, I'm not writing simply to have it published. I'm writing it because it is helping me heal through yet another adversity I experienced as a very young college student.
Have you ever had something that you knew, or that happened to you, whether it was a happy experience or a traumatic one—it has lived inside you for years, and years? My story has lived inside me for fifty years. I was only nineteen, and today I am turning seventy-seven in three months.
That kind of weight carried for years is not just a passing dream; it's a gut-wrenching ache inside that wants to get out. And when you are in the last quarter of your life, that's not something you can procrastinate any longer.
I have thought about this story every day of my life since I was nineteen. It has lived with me after graduating from college, after my first job, after my career as an artist, after my marriage, after children, after divorce, after cancer, after growing old—until now.
Because the stronger truth is already clear: Some experiences never leave us.
Letting go is easier said than done for many. And I'm sorry to admit I was young, and confess that I was one of those people.
But I'm also a woman strong in faith, and who believes things happen for a reason.
Today reminded me that even interruptions can carry meaning. I'll talk more about my novel later. I only mentioned it to apologize for being away for so long. That's another story for another time. I promise, we'll go back there soon.
Let's get back to everything happens for a reason.
Today I was reminded again that everything happens for a reason. It's Friday, and I'm supposed to be in the car with my beautiful daughter. She was kind enough to plan to take today off from her remote job so she could take me to visit my Mom and Dad, her grandparents, at the cemetery, three and a half hours away.
As usual, I was packed a week before. I was excited. This weekend is Mother's Day, and today is actually my late father's birthday. Not only will I be able to visit my parents to celebrate two special occasions, but I'll be visiting the weekend with my eighty-year-old brother and my sister-in-law in a nearby town.
So, that was the plan—It's not happening.
She got sick with a cold, that is, my sister-in-law got sick.
Everything cancelled.
I was okay with it…no big deal, I thought. My daughter agreed. But my brother and my sister-in-law were feeling so bad about ruining my Mother's Day weekend. I even got a beautiful text from her. She's just that kind of person, sweet and lovely—always has been—a woman of strong faith.
The moment I heard my brother say, "She's got a cold, and when she gets a cold, it lasts for a while," I knew the trip was off. So, I unpacked immediately, and my daughter changed her work plans. We would be home for Mother's Day weekend.
That's when I heard a voice in my head, "When we make plans, God laughs."
My body relaxed.
I stopped unpacking and walked up to my bedroom window.
My mind drifted, asking questions: I wonder what God's other plan is for me? For my brother? For my sister-in-law? For my daughter and her husband. Now that we're all staying home for the weekend. The unknown. I can't see the unknown. But God can. He knows what's ahead.
I paused.
I stopped questioning.
Acceptance.
It came so easily to accept things as they are. My sister-in-law texted me a lovely apology last night. I texted her back, no regrets, and said that it's all part of God's plan. Her genuine acceptance of my simple note prompted me to write this post.
And, maybe that's what it's all about.
God's simple way to remind me to reconnect with all of you.
Isn't that what Mother's Day is all about? Family?
When I created My Resilient Palette, my intentions were driven by my personal struggles, my resilience, and my growth. But beneath all that, my reasons were driven by faith. The purpose of My Resilient Palette was to create a home for my stories and for anyone feeling alone…to remind them they are not alone.
For all of you who follow me, who read my stories, and see maybe just a small reflection of yourself.
"I thank you and welcome you home."
We are family, and on this very special day, I wish all the mothers out there a very Happy and Blessed Mother's Day to you and all your families.🌺
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And, before you go—
Just a gentle reminder that, when plans don't go your way—
When an event, a joy, a sorrow, or an activity happens in your life at a certain time,
And you can't see the purpose or the reason why?—
"There is a reason for everything, and a time for every purpose under heaven."
Ecclesiastes 3:1 of the Bible.
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