Sometimes life throws you a curve ball, and you end up exactly where you needed to be. Where you never thought you’d want to be. My life has taken one of those turns over the last two years. I would like to give you a little bit of a look into my life and the story of how I began writing.
Rewind back to late 2012, I was working as a Customs broker, at a desk job that I hated, as well as a full time caregiver to my dad. I was completely shut down to deal with everything I had going on, and hated getting up in the morning to go to this “job” that was cutting into time with my dad.
In February of 2013, my dad lost his battle with cancer. I was devastated. He was my rock, my best friend, and we didn’t go a day without talking to each other. We had a very close relationship for a long time, even working together for a few years, when he got sick I was there, I took him to doctors, chemo appointments, and anywhere he needed to go. We talked about everything, including how he felt about the cancer, especially when they told him there was nothing else they could do. My mom was around, but she couldn’t handle it and went into complete denial. When he passed, I didn’t cope very well. My life was forever changed. My mom didn’t handle it well either, she had lost her husband, and when you’re in complete denial and you’re forced into reality it’s even harder to deal with. She was already physically disabled and became unstable and couldn’t handle being alone. With that I did the only thing I could do, I talked to my husband and we moved her in with us and I quit my job.
I’m not the type of person that can just sit around all day, I need purpose to my life, and I like having things to do. The more the better, so once I quit my job and took on the role of a caregiver for my mom, I also started looking for jobs that I could do from home. I tried a few things but they didn’t work out, mainly because I’m a terrible salesperson. I can’t sell anything, even if you desperately needed it, I probably couldn’t sell it to you. My job situation was looking grim. Until I got the chance of a lifetime thanks to my best friend and an amazing author, I was able to put my art background to good use and designed her book cover. That opened a whole new door, career wise, and it was something I loved.
I had been struggling for a few months, about wanting to do something in tribute to my dad. In talking to a friend, I decided that the best way to do that was by checking the things off his bucket list that he never got a chance to do. The thing he wanted to do the most was write a horror novel. I decided then that I wanted to write one in his name, I’m currently working on that and hope to have it finished in the next few months.
I switched to romance shortly after, thanks to my best friend Samantha, who is also an author, her debut album is coming out this fall (skwills.com). She talked me into writing a short, since it’s what I read the most. I’ve found that I absolutely love it. It is by far my favorite genre to write so far. I have a document saved with ideas that I want to write about next. I can’t wait to get writing again.
In two years, I have gone from a dead end job to the opportunity of a lifetime and I’m so glad I get to spend my days doing something I love. It just goes to show, that sometimes things really do fall apart so better things can fall together.