I love to tell stories that touch people’s hearts. That is why I write. Hearing someone say, ” Your story was exactly what I needed to hear,” makes my heart soar. I have written over five hundred short stories, two children’s books, a short story collection, and am now working on a novel titled; Chipped and Mixed-Matched. It is based on my teacup series. Three years ago, I started writing the Skyler Letters as a way of helping me deal with the grief of losing my Great- Grandson.
My love of words started back when I was a little girl growing up on a small farm. Over the years, Mom shared with me how much she enjoyed listening to my stories. Especially those I said to the many kittens that gathered near the back porch stoop.
My love of words has never stopped. However, this morning, when I got up, a feeling came over me that I could not shake. It stayed with me all through the day and is still meandering around my head as I write this story. Actually, the thoughts I had today have been showing up quite a lot lately. In fact, they are not new to me. Ever since I was a school girl, the naysayers filled my mind with doubts of failure. I was young then and believed them, However, today, it is the memories of those doubts and new doubts that dance around my head.
This is where the first part of the story ends, and the real story begins.
How many of you, dear, readers, struggle with doubts? How many of you struggle with how you look, your weight, your passions, and yes, even things that you are good at? How many of you are afraid to take a chance because words might have been said to you, others laughed, or those who put you down in spite of something good you did? Those words and feelings are real and hang around a very long time. Some never go away. And some show up on a hot, humid Monday.
I want you to know that you are beautiful, your passions and dreams are real, and all the good things you do, make your heart shine. I want you to know that God created you to be who you are. He gave you your gifts and talents. I can’t help to feel His sadness when He sees any of children doubting themselves; including me.
Believe in yourself. Take one day at a time. Do not fear failure for it is when we fail, that we grow. Stand tall and keep doing what you love, learn from your mistakes, then rise again. When those doubts start to dance, hold your head up high, and don’t give in. You are better than that. I am better than that. We all deserve better than that.
One more thing, never forget how much you are loved. Dream big, work hard, laugh often, help others, forgive the naysayers, and love like there is no tomorrow. One more thing, remember how important you are, especially to me.