Thursday, April 10, 2008

From The Ink Ladies

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by Elodia Strain

Sometimes I have those moments. The ones where I know this whole writing thing was, not to be corny, but, “meant to be.” I had one of those moments tonight.

Some of you may know my story. Some of you may not. Not too get all spilling-my-guts-ish on you, but I have struggled with a painful illness and the related infertility for nearly ten years. I have cried when I pass the baby section in Wal-Mart with its onesies and teeny tiny shoes. I have curled up in a ball on my bed and sobbed, “Will my body ever find a way to heal itself?”

But then last year, through the tender mercies of the Lord, my first “baby” came to be in the form of black marks on paper. Suddenly, I had a way to flex what I like to call, “My Mommy Muscles.” I could sit at the computer and spend time thinking, learning, creating. And then I could send my “babies” out into the world and hope they have an impact for good; that they can give someone laughter, inspiration, gladness. I was beyond grateful for this amazing blessing and opportunity.

So about tonight’s moment: Shortly after 7 pm, I received some great news about my book from my publisher. Probably the best news I’ve heard all year. And I’ll admit it, as I took it all in, I cried. Cried rather like a proud mommy, I surmise.

And you know what? It felt great.

Thank you blog readers for reading this blog ( www.the ) and for allowing me to share with you this little slice of my life! Have a wonderful day!


Shirley Bahlmann said...

Wow, what a tender post. Thank you for that insight into your life, and for the reminder that joy can be found in many places.

Marcia Mickelson said...

I was so excited to see that Elodia won this award. I love, love, love her book--The Icing on the Cake.

Rebecca Talley said...

Congratulations and thank you for sharing this with us.

Janet Kay Jensen said...

At a recent presentation I was explaining the book publication process, and mentioned that I'm working on a sequel. Someone asked about a trilogy and I said, "Well, if there is a third baby - - I mean book, this is what I was thinking . . . " and then I realized books are like our children - we put such hard work into them, and have such high hopes, and they are dear to us!