you never know…
who might be reading your blog! at the beginning of this year i posted my goals for the year. it was a simple post. i didn’t even mention all of my grandiose and impossible goals, taking over the world type stuff. and i didn’t even spend very much time on that post as i remember. but one of those goals included becoming a published artist in one of my favorite magazines.
guess who read that post?
wait for it…
one of those two major magazines.
i never even imagined that my little blog would get noticed by said magazine. not in a million years. not in my wildest dreams.
but it turns out that wild and crazy dreams DO come true. surprising to little ole me who started on a creative business venture nearly a year ago. by the way, i kind of missed my blogaversary on february 1. i guess that kind of goes to show i have been a little distracted lately.
this said magazine read my blog as well as my about page. they read MY story. and the editor who read it was moved. moved to action.
welcome a moment of restoration.
every time one person is touched by my story it makes everything that i have ever gone through worthwhile. you will never see the hours i have spent in tears of anguish and despair. the years when i thought i would never be normal again. and i don’t expect you to see those things.
but… telling my story brings healing. having other people acknowledge my struggle is validation that what i went through was worth it. it was gut wrenching hard, impossible, and downright hell. but if i can reach one other person with my story, then i can start to make sense of the why this happened to me.
this is the power of story!
i haven’t ever shared this before on my blog. but i never saw justice for my car accident. we went to trial against the evil insurance company and they annihilated us. it was part of the trauma that i walked through. to seek justice and not find it was probably one of the hardest things i have ever gone through. ever. it was like being a victim all over again.
i made a decision to not be defined as a victim anymore. and i started digging deep into my passions. i began pursuing my dreams. and every day i take one step closer to accomplishing my dreams.
so every time someone is touched by my story it feels like a little piece of justice is handed back to me. it feels like a little piece that was stolen from me is restored.
it feels like a little piece of redemption.
going back to that editor who was moved to action. well, it has led to my story being published. and soon. goal accomplished and it was all by simply telling my story.
so whoever you are, if you are listening, another one of my goals is to write a book about my brain injury and art therapy. there. i put it out there because you never know who might be reading your blog.