What would you do if time and money weren’t an issue? What do you enjoy? What are you passionate about? At fifty years of age, I found myself pondering these questions and the answer I came up with was I would write.
Ever since I was a child I enjoyed reading and often wondered if I had it in me to write a novel. I attempted it several times over the years, but life always seemed to get in the way of achieving this goal. I was a wife and mother working full-time and attending college. Who had time to write?
Then, when I was forty-nine years old everything changed. My daughter went off to college, my son had just graduated from high school and my husband, and I decided to do something crazy. He sold his family business. I retired from my job of thirty-two years and we packed up and moved to North Carolina.
Everything was so exciting that first year. We were making new friends, exploring new places and making our home the way we wanted. After we were all settled in and the home improvement projects were done, I started to get a little bored. As much as I hated to admit it, I missed working. I made the decision to get a part-time job.
Over the next several months, I applied to many jobs and did not get one interview. I was feeling frustrated so I turned to a psychic for some reassurance that I would be getting a job soon. I have always believed in psychics and used them many times in the past. What she told me that day would change me forever. She started off by saying that I always put others first and that it was time to focus on me. At this point, I’m thinking okay, this is so general. She probably says that to everyone. Then, she said to me “so tell me about these books you are writing.”
I was in shock; how could she have known about my dream of writing a novel. She said that I was going to write multiple novels and I was going to be a successful author. She said I needed to go through everything I went through in order to get to this point in my life and that I was exactly where I needed to be. It all began to make sense now. I did not get a job because God had something better in store for me.
That very same day, I started writing again. I don’t know if the psychic’s prediction was right or wrong, only time will tell but what I do know is that she gave me the confidence to begin writing again. I also know that I didn’t complete my first novel because she believed in me. I completed it because she convinced me to believe in myself.