Life is so unfair sometimes. Why? Why does trying to be the good girl staying out of trouble, graduating from high school and college with a degree still end up in failure?
How is it that three jobs have ended in misery due to health issues? One job for a lifetime; why is that dream obsolete in this case? Why on earth did God bring me through these very different jobs after failing in creating anything reliably stable for a career?
Sometimes I just want to scream!
Does that really help anybody to feel better though?
Writing was never my idea of a stable job. Yet God keeps bringing me back to it after burning in flames over and over again. Yet writing… is my peace, my therapeutic necessity to heal and recover… from emotional toils.
Even as I need to write does it make any difference to do so? Time and energy… sometimes articles take forever however, a lot of times I write them in less than a day. Does anyone really care about what God puts in my head to write about? I am currently writing more than I ever have, posting up to 3 articles a day, including the writing prompts. Why does God allow all of this to happen? What is the lesson learned from this or is it simply to not give up no matter the obstacles.
Trnava, Slovakia
Tehran, Iran
Münster, Germany
Beijing, China
Trnava, Slovakia
Tehran, Iran
Münster, Germany
Beijing, China
My book has been given this amazing boost that started this journey back in March not very long ago. Is this all about finishing the book that has taken a lifetime to get to this point? I truly had to give up on the idea these letters were still in existence. Now I have everything I could ever need to finish this book. Is this my nudge to finally do that very thing and give my family this piece of history for our future generations!
Jewells of Thought 
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