Two and a half years ago, my family and I relocated to another state. This was a difficult move during a difficult time. Of course, like most people, I questioned the wisdom of this move. Two and a half years later, I thank the Lord for His wisdom.
When I decided to stay home and raise my children (two years before the move), I stopped writing. Actually, I was burned out. I figured writing was something I did before kids and I was fine with that conclusion. Looking back, I realize I slipped into a rut. I got stuck in the daily routine. Running errands, doing chores around the house, paying bills, and so on. I didn't notice this though until we moved.
Relocating to Colorado in December 2007 definitely shook me out of my routine. It forced me to leave my comfort zone and meet new people. I no longer had extended family nearby to help me with the kids. I also had to learn how to drive in snow and find new routes. I had to find new places to shop for groceries and clothes. Most importantly, I realized, through lots of prayer, that I wasn't living my entire purpose. Yes, God made me to be a wife and a mother, but He also created me to write. That is the talent He gave me. When reviewing Proverbs 31, I noticed the woman completed her purpose. She was a wife and a mom, but she also used her talents to help her family (see Proverbs 31:16 and 24).
As a result, I joined a writer's group, started a year-long review of the creative writing process, started this blog, and even submitted an article for publication (though it wasn't accepted). I even joined the madness of NaNoWriMo and tried to write a 50,000-word novel in a month.
Now, we have moved back to where we were originally. The past few months have been a bit chaotic, and I look forward to setting a routine. I know routine is a good thing (particularly with kids), but I need to be awake for the process. I even need to shake it up now and then to avoid settling. I carry the lessons I learned in Colorado and am excited about applying them here. I feel my passion for writing again. It took a move to another state to shake up my life and I'm grateful for it.
2 comments:
And I'm so grateful we had the chance to get to know you. What if you'd never left? Great post Jo.
Thanks, Jan. I'm grateful to have you as a friend!
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