. . . slow return . . .

Sometimes, when my life starts to fill itself to the brim, I find myself running into road blocks that make me take great pause . . . and eventually, I find myself getting back on track.

It seems like forever ago when I discovered that my computer caught a bug - devistation ensued as I felt I could not go on. I had allowed myself to become so attached to a piece of hardware - my connection to the outside world and then Poof - gone in a flash.

I say gone because I was in a rebound financially, and I seriously had to choose wisely what to do next. I sat in a funk for days as I could not find a reasonable OUT for my dilemma. Everything I was . . . or rather thought I had become, was on that machine.

Once again, I had invested all of me into something that literally timed out. Where was my back-up? I'm the one who learned many of life's lessons from my boot camp days of disaster mitigation training. Why wouldn't I back everything up? Why wouldn't I expect something like this?

I suddenly found myself in a great pause and rather than rushing in to fix it, I had at least learned a valuable lesson that this 'crash' came at a very hectic and 'distracted' time in my life. The good Lord was trying to redirect me to another place and I just wasn't listening . . . so I fully believe He finally just pulled the plug on me.

It's taken me a while - I have made some major changes in my life - tightening my belt, so to speak, and I am feeling more focused than ever before. I can't say that I would have gotten here had I kept tapping on so often. I am almost at a point where I can more easily get my computer back to a working status (on borrowed one as I sit now) and hopefully I will find that my many writings are still accessable at that time.

And if not, the one thing that TIME will often do is EASE the pain of something that feels a loss. I have created many more writings in the meantime and I feel as if refinement might be coming through. Perhaps all things really do happen for a reason and this was just to make me let go of many of the things I thought I had become again.

It's all still good, take care now . . .