It has been a year of challenge and change. I’m not big on change, unless it’s for the better, but sometimes there is little choice in the matter. Change is the one constant in this world. As surely as the earth rotates around the sun, change comes around.
I survived a heart attack in 2013. In May 2014 my older brother passed away. Two weeks later, I was laid off from a job I’d had for four years. The unemployment has reached its end.
Having the heart attack made me realize that writing brought me great joy. I already knew this, yet I didn’t really know it. I worried more about eking out a living than living my dream. After my stent implant, I vowed to dedicate more of myself and my time to writing and publishing my work.
When my brother passed, he was 64 years old; only twelve years older than myself. It made me realize that life is short. I doubled my determination and dedication.
But this most recent hurdle of having no steady income has thrown me a curve.
I see people making decent livings by being self-employed. I also see people taking advantage of the welfare system and collect disability when they are capable of working, they simply choose not to.
At the moment, I belong to neither category. Being a Scorpio, I could fall into either one.
I definitely do not choose the latter. I cannot fathom drawing the disability card when I am capable of getting out of bed in the morning, walking, talking, thinking and capable of getting myself from one place to another. I am well-versed in the Guilt Arts and my conscience simply would not allow me to attempt to dupe the system.
Entrepreneurship has always appealed to me. But there are obstacles standing in that path.
Having no role models while growing up, it was drilled into me to “get a skill, get a job.” The overall mindset of my parents was that working for someone else is the only way to make a living.
Breaking through that mindset to change my own way of thinking is difficult. Especially when I have made attempts in the past to be self-sufficient only to fail at every endeavor.
Yet, I keep trying. Trying to generate ideas that will generate income to take me to that self-sufficient level I seek. Trying to figure out ways to get around, over and beyond those obstacles.
I cannot give up. Giving up put my father and my older brother into early graves.
Come what may, I refuse to go out without a fight.
Pen has self-published 20 titles in print and ebook formats. Her latest endeavor, Nero’s Fiddle, can be found here: http://bit.ly/1rsEQFX Follow her on Twitter @penspen or follow her blog www.mytuppence.weebly.com Contact Pen at mytuppence at yahoo.com for proofreading, editing and formatting services.
I survived a heart attack in 2013. In May 2014 my older brother passed away. Two weeks later, I was laid off from a job I’d had for four years. The unemployment has reached its end.
Having the heart attack made me realize that writing brought me great joy. I already knew this, yet I didn’t really know it. I worried more about eking out a living than living my dream. After my stent implant, I vowed to dedicate more of myself and my time to writing and publishing my work.
When my brother passed, he was 64 years old; only twelve years older than myself. It made me realize that life is short. I doubled my determination and dedication.
But this most recent hurdle of having no steady income has thrown me a curve.
I see people making decent livings by being self-employed. I also see people taking advantage of the welfare system and collect disability when they are capable of working, they simply choose not to.
At the moment, I belong to neither category. Being a Scorpio, I could fall into either one.
I definitely do not choose the latter. I cannot fathom drawing the disability card when I am capable of getting out of bed in the morning, walking, talking, thinking and capable of getting myself from one place to another. I am well-versed in the Guilt Arts and my conscience simply would not allow me to attempt to dupe the system.
Entrepreneurship has always appealed to me. But there are obstacles standing in that path.
Having no role models while growing up, it was drilled into me to “get a skill, get a job.” The overall mindset of my parents was that working for someone else is the only way to make a living.
Breaking through that mindset to change my own way of thinking is difficult. Especially when I have made attempts in the past to be self-sufficient only to fail at every endeavor.
Yet, I keep trying. Trying to generate ideas that will generate income to take me to that self-sufficient level I seek. Trying to figure out ways to get around, over and beyond those obstacles.
I cannot give up. Giving up put my father and my older brother into early graves.
Come what may, I refuse to go out without a fight.
Pen has self-published 20 titles in print and ebook formats. Her latest endeavor, Nero’s Fiddle, can be found here: http://bit.ly/1rsEQFX Follow her on Twitter @penspen or follow her blog www.mytuppence.weebly.com Contact Pen at mytuppence at yahoo.com for proofreading, editing and formatting services.