When I got up this morning, I ran to my computer first thing. Plugged it in and popped on the on button. A black screen. Nothing for a half hour. Panic set inside me. My whole morning routine went out the window.
But that’s not the point of this blog.
People ask me who is Lila in your real life? Usually, I’ll just grin.
The main character in, “Secondhand Shoes”, is me. The other me. The girl who figured out what to do in seven days after she married a creep. It didn’t take her three kids and nine years later to figure it out. For Lila, it took a stop at the diner when her mother and a crowd of people weren’t around to cloud her intuition any longer.
She learned early on to listen to her gut so to speak. She didn’t need a shrink to tell her ‘trust yourself’. Unfortunately, she had to go through struggles, obstacles, and battles to accomplish what she wanted. We all do.
For some of us it takes a lifetime to figure it out. For others its automatic. I see this in my younger clientele. Some know right away what they are going to do after high school and others float around not knowing.
At forty-five, I’ve learned to listen to my gut, pay attention to my dreams, and listen to my inner voice. Psychic? Possibly. That could be another blog. Do I see dead people?…Nah….wouldn’t want to. Have I experienced ghosts? Yup. That could be another blog as well.
Signing out for now.
Happy reading, blogging, and writing!