Preface

            Over the past six years, many people have encouraged me to write a book about my experiences. It always felt too overwhelming to me and I never even made the attempt. Then I was asked to give a devotional to three groups of women (between 2014 and 2016). That was the first time I tried to write down some of my story. After that, I wrote parts of it in several papers for college (2015 to 2019). However, I still had no idea how to proceed with something larger.          

            My friends kept telling me that people need to hear my story and so I kept telling them that they should write it for me. No one was interested in taking it on, though. I can’t blame them. I was finally able to create a more detailed outline and table of contents last August (2019), but I hit another mental block after completing chapter one. Then the worldwide COVID-19 pandemic descended upon the entire world in March 2020. I stayed busy with being a first-time grandma, organizing closets, and working on family history. However, a little voice occasionally popped up in the back of my mind telling me I should be working on writing my book. On July 6th, a life coach encouraged me to just start writing 10 minutes each day. The timing was finally right… and I have written much more than that each day since. I’m grateful that it’s finally starting to come together. It will be a great relief not to have it hanging over my head anymore.