The writing business is starting to pick up steam. Like other things in my life, Iâ€™m finding that the more I do the more I can do and the more people are willing to let me do â€“ except in my home town.
The town I grew up in is small. Most of the people older than me were delivered by my grandfather (who was a doctor by the way). Either I went to school with the rest of the people or they went to school with one of my brothers. They KNOW me.
It was once frustrating. Today it is mildly humorous.
They donâ€™t know me. If the truth was told, they didnâ€™t know me when we were in school. After four years of college (far, far away) and almost twenty years of spiritual growth and personal reflection, there are days that I donâ€™t exactly know myself.
Iâ€™m patient. Situations are presenting themselves that are allowing me to show some of my knowledge and expertise. Because of that, a few â€œimportantâ€ individuals are taking notice â€“ and maybe giving me a little credit even.
In the end, what other people think they know doesnâ€™t stop me from being who I am. If they refuse to let me through, then another door will open up. Most of the time it turns out that the detour is the better direction anyway.
For now, I will keep smiling when people look pathetically at me because I â€œstay homeâ€ with the kids and homeschool (remember, itâ€™s a small town and everyone is into everyone elseâ€™s business). When they muster up the courage to ask â€œwhat are you doing anything NOWâ€ my response is planned.
â€œI am an international writer and published author who is blessed to have the ability to follow my first choice and stay home with my family. What are you doing?â€