In my pursuit of 28 days of thanks, today I’ll focus on thanks for a time I was strong. The funny part is that the first thing that comes to mind doesn’t involve physical strength at all.
I’ve wanted to be a writer my entire life. I dabbled in it from time to time, but I worked my way through a Master’s degree and career telling myself I could never make a living doing it.
A series of circumstances led me to work for my current employer. I advanced. Within a few years I found myself with the potential to do some professional writing, but it just never seemed to come together. I got aggressive in my requests, with no definite answer. Then the day came when I felt like “enough is enough.” I boldly asked my boss, “Can I do this or not?” She gave me crushing news. Someone higher up said, “The writing just isn’t there.” It was a blow to the ego. I crumbled. I literally cried. Then I got MAD! Not at anyone, but more like a “I’ll show them!” way.
That same week I started this site. Since then the assignments have rolled in. I’m writing in many spots, including the one I wasn’t good enough for. It was writing samples I was able to provide as proof that I could do well sealed the deal. I’m successful and so, extremely thankful I bucked up and summoned my strength for courage and determination, and even more thankful for the opportunities I’ve been granted.
Without the bad moment, the path to the goal would never have been revealed. I know that with all my heart and am even thankful for the words I’ll never forget. “The writing just isn’t there.” They propelled a series of events into actions that changed the course of my life.
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