Can I tell you how much I do not like 5:00 a.m.?
I haven’t been up this early–or let’s be real, stayed up this late–since college. Which has been a minute. Even with all four of my babies, they at least went back to sleep for a few hours. And now I
jump roll out of bed before the butt crack of dawn and I don’t like it.
But I have to do this because I am writing my second book. My sophomore effort. My #2. And 5:00 a.m. is the only time that I ever have a moment to think a thought all the way through to fruition. This is kinda important if you call yourself a writer.
And I am a writer. I accidentally wrote my first book called My Pink Champagne Life a few years ago. I didn’t start out to write a book; I had just been through a lot of changes and truly writing was my therapy. There were no expectations; no one even knew I was writing a book except my husband. And there were no deadlines. I was free to let my creative process go where it may. Which is why I wrote most of the book in late 2011-early 2012 and it didn’t come out until February of this year.
I’m not great with deadlines.
Now I have both expectations and deadlines and I’m a little bit nervous. Not to mention I still don’t really know what I’m doing. My plate is so much more full now that I’m on my next effort and I get a little scared. Since I write about my traveling circus family, I am opening up the door to our complete crazy for the whole world to view, judge, peer into. It’s a bit disconcerting if I think about it too long.
And this time around I’m writing about seriously hard and life-changing things. Life-shattering things. I don’t know about you other writers out there but for me it’s a bit like living through it all again when I write about the last two years of our story. I’m using words like PTSD and traumatic brain injury and financial hardships and four kids and baby spit up and caregiving, you know, real sexy topics.
But I believe in telling the truth. And the truth is our story isn’t always rainbows and butterflies like I would like it to be. My hope is that maybe my truth will help someone else in the midst of a truth they didn’t want any part of. That maybe our story and our crazy and our suffering followed by absolute redemption will give hope to someone who is buried in a dark corner and believes they are all alone.
Have I mentioned how much I hate 5:00 a.m.? For the foreseeable future this is my waking time. But I am trying to appreciate the benefits this provides me. I am watching sunrises that are gorgeous beyond belief. I get to hear and feel and breathe in the silence while everyone else is sleeping peacefully. There is an openness to my spirit at this time of the morning, before the day has corrupted my thoughts or pushed me down or some days, run me over. I am more alive, more vibrant, more me during my quiet time than any other part of the day.
It’s when I’m Meredith.
Not caregiver or mama or employee or chauffeur or wife or maid or any of the other hats that I wear. I love my hats. But sometimes it feels good to just be me.
I am a writer. Of books and thoughts and talks and life. It’s difficult sometimes, but it’s exactly where I am supposed to be.
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As I stood in line at Panera, my regular coffee place on the seven year old’s OT days since it’s next door to therapy, I had time to think about waiting. It seems I’ve been doing a lot of the stuff lately and frankly (as my friend Amy would say right here, “Don’t call me Frankly!”), I don’t enjoy it.
Is there anyone out there who does?
Waiting in lines, waiting for the mail, waiting for pay day (can I get an amen here?), waiting for breakthroughs and returned calls and lights to change. We all do a lot of waiting.
This calls for patience on our parts and that is something I’m terrible at. I’m working on it but it’s slow going friends. I fully admit I’m an instant gratification kind of gal. I’ve waited for exactly thirty seconds and I’m ready to walk out the door. Hello!
But as I get older (and hopefully, wiser) I am learning about the Waiting Room. This is the place you go when you’re waiting for one of the aforementioned things to happen. Instead of pacing from one side to the other of it like a wild caged animal as I usually do, gnashing my teeth and complaining the whole way, I’m trying to shift my perspective to one of gratitude for this room.
The Waiting Room, if we’re patient enough to notice while we’re in it, is fully stocked with important and necessary items for our journey. We need to be learning and storing up and preparing while we’re in that room. I have a feeling that if we don’t there’s the possibility our time in the room might get extended. Or we might be sorely disappointed when we exit.
That room, that Waiting Room is where change happens, often before we know it. Circumstances outside that room are changing and moving and morphing into directions and places and people while we’re in our Waiting Room cocoon. We often find ourselves facing trouble or the unknown or something that makes us turn up our nose when we exit.
When that happens I would posit two questions to you:
1) Did you leave the Waiting Room too early, growing impatient with yourself and the process and the reasons God may have allowed you time in there in the first place?
2) Did you learn what you were supposed to while you were there?
If things aren’t going the way you hoped or planned or thought, ask yourself those questions. Maybe you won’t have the answer you wanted but you might have a new direction.
And wait some more if you have to. When it’s finally time to leave the Waiting Room, it will be that much sweeter and more wonderful than you could imagine.
(photo credit YouTube) ©Copyright Meredith Shafer 2015
In this Traveling Circus we call family, there are so many rings going at any given time that I can barely keep up. Throw in some technology snafus (like my WordPress app still not working-hey WordPress people, can you hear me? Is anybody out there?), a book deadline, my busy season at work, the end of the summer and hopefully the end of all the wrangling we’ve been doing with the VA to get Mr. Wonderful’s rating sorted out, and truth be told I’m plumb wore out.
I also find that the more I’m writing for my book, the less juice I have to out in the page here. Thus, I’ve been fairly neglectful of story-telling and encouraging and even reading everyone’s blogs. Please catch me up!
How are you? What’s been going on in your worlds blog friends? I’ve missed you and I’m dying for an update!
I swear I’m having so many technology issues I just want to throw my hands up and say fine, you win! I accidentally even posted this already before it’s been finished or proofed or anything. Sorry if you read the incomplete piece and assumed I have gotten stupider over the last few weeks!
I admit it’s possible….
I’m really writing to say I’m still here, I care so much about all y’all and appreciate how you just keep coming back and supporting a hot mess like myself! Please comment updates in case my reader isn’t working again as well!!
Much love and I can’t wait to catch up with you!
(photo credit Meredith Shafer 2015. Don’t worry, we were stopped to eat at a drive thru. They always wear seatbelt a when we’re actually driving!) ©Copyright Meredith Shafer 2015
The saddest words I’ve ever heard: I wish I had….
Don’t regret inaction. Tomorrow, what will you wish that you had done today? Every day is a blessing; there are no throwaway days. We’re not even promised tomorrow so today is the day to take the risk you’ll regret not having taken tomorrow. Even if you’re not sure of the way, the words, the path.
What reconciliation, risk, leap, jump, conversation, calling, or change are you scared to make? If you’re a little (or a lot) petrified, it might just be the right risk.
You can be scared today or filled with regret tomorrow.
#ChaseYourDreams #workhard #success #nevergiveup
(photo credit andersonandgrant.com) ©Copyright Meredith Shafer 2015. I would love to connect with you on Instagram @MyPinkChampagneLife and Twitter @MyPinkChampLife. Swing by and say hi!
My WordPress app isn’t working on my phone! This is a disaster as I write all my blog posts from my phone in between taking kids to therapy appointments, ballgames, sno cone runs and the like. And also because I’m so technologically challenged that I’m scared to try and fix it😁😁😁
Anyone out there who can walk me through what I should do? I have an iPhone if that helps anything…
Thanks in advance!
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Gratitude is a game changer. It doesn’t matter what kind of day you may be having, if you can be grateful for something it will make a bad day better and a good day great.
Here are just a few of my favorite things…
My daughter doing push-ups with her Daddy this morning
My 19 month old dancing in the toy box
All of you wonderful bloggers who have become friends and encouragers to me
A husband who powers through a rough day
Two big kids who weren’t born from my belly but from my heart
A family of red birds in my backyard
Charlie, the service dog and peace bringer to our family
Music, sno cones and lightning bugs.
Today is a good day!
I would love to connect with you on Facebook and Instagram at MyPinkChampagneLife or Twitter @MyPinkChampLife. Swing by and say hello!
I’m feeling awesome as I was just nominated for my first award, the Versatile Blogger Award! Many, many thanks to https://partandparcel2014.wordpress.com/ for the nomination! You should go check out her blog when you can.
So the rules are:
1) Acknowledge the blog that nominated you
2) Tell 7 facts about yourself
3) Nominate blogs you like or follow for the award
As for the 7 facts, here we go:
-I’m directionally challenged. Throw me in the middle of any large city and I’ll show you its Bermuda Triangle of roads (aka, where I would consistently get lost) within ten minutes.
-I love cupcakes! So much that I dedicated a chapter to the luscious little treats in my book (shameless plug!).
-I met my husband Mr. Wonderful, who is built like an NFL linebacker through ballroom dancing. He is the one of us who is a certified ballroom dance instructor.
-There are four kids who call me Mama (more if they have friends over). Two are adopted, two are biological, all are ridiculously hilarious and adoringly loved.
-For fifteen years I didn’t eat meat. Then I got pregnant with our youngest whom we still call Bacon. Guess what I was craving for nine months?
-I have a music degree and a law degree but I’d rather write books.
-My marriage proposal from Mr. Wonderful contained both a rodeo clown and a jumbotron. Not many gals can say that!
As for my nominations, since I’m always late to the party, humor me if you’ve already been nominated. In fact, as these are all amazing blogs, I’m sure you’ve been nominated but just go with it!
Go check out these wonderful blogs and read about some amazing people doing life well. Blessings!
©Copyright Meredith Shafer 2015
Didn’t even know such a thing existed! I’m such a newbie author-I’m just barely able to manage all of the technology being thrown at me to market this book!
Bloggers have cool super powers-I’ve seen the reach of blogging over and over.
Anyone want to help this Mama out? How? Help spread the word about a new, unknown author.
Check out my book on http://www.amazon.com (free shipping!), like my posts or the YouTube video trailer, follow my blog or Twitter feed (@MyPinkChampLife) or come check me out on Facebook!
Bloggers can rule the world! I am most grateful for this experience and opportunity. Thanks in advance for sharing this with others-you are AWESOME!
I promise a real blog post later:) Much love,
Copyright Meredith Shafer 2015