See, there was a plane crash earlier this week and his cousin’s toddler was killed. This has been a very sad thing for my husband’s family and though he’s usually solid and unemotional, this tragedy has broken his heart. He doesn’t cry. But, this…this has made him cry.
And it has left me at a loss for words. Me, a writer. I have hugged my children tighter, told them that I love them nearly every moment of the day today. I have told the people closest to me how much they mean to me. (Though, Eliza likes to tell me that I’m not very nice to her…smiles)
I spent some time today with Eliza and she did a great job at keeping my mind off of all this and helping me to think of other things, my writing mainly. We worked on a calendar together of deadlines and goals we need to meet by the end of the year, stories we need to submit and to where, road trips and conferences we need to go to for research and knowledge and just plain old fun. She helped me set a goal for words per day on three different pieces so that I could get them done in a relatively decent amount of time. We have talked about names for characters, titles for books, and I can’t thank her enough for all that and more because I needed to think about other things, think about living, or else I would have stayed in bed and cried.
Life is such a precious thing and while we all have personal crises and tragedies, we need once in a while in the midst of it all to step away and re-focus ourselves on something other than the sadness we are feeling. Eliza did this for me today, helped me smile today, my writing has done this for me today, music has done this for me today. I feel blessed in more ways than I can even count.
I’ll talk to ya’ll next week and hopefully about happier things.
~lissa
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