Reaching My Horizons

My brain had gone numb; I had nothing to say, lost in a mire of despair.

The horizon seemed non-existent, let alone there being any light there.
Some-how I had weathered the storms of the past, and arrived on the Mid North Coast of NSW some 4 years ago shell shocked, but still in the land of the living. Alive but dimly lit. No idea where I would be led. I heard about the local Community College, but did not feel even strong enough to enter within the building. Questioning what did I want to do from here on with my life? No answers were to be found.

Till one day I met a lady who is a tutor at the college. She was a friend of a friend and seemed very approachable. There it was a chance I could take. I always felt I had some words to be written for people to read. I had made statements at times and people had told me to write what I said down in a book, but I could not spell so how could I write? The course that took my interest described as writing for pleasure, this title really struck a chord within me, spurring me on to make a phone call. From that phone call confidence came.

The course was in progress, but I was warmly welcomed by all, and soon felt a part of the group of writers that each have very worthwhile stories to tell. The relaxed environment really suited my learning, and the tutor having a special talent of teaching from within the group. My writing began to flourish, my confidence was raised. I even reached out to another writing group. Alas that group was not what I needed, but the course at the Community College tutored by my friend certainly has given me wings.

I have ventured to write stories and enter competitions. Had the honor of winning which brought a great smile to my face. My confidence has grown, my writing has progressed. I know I can write to be heard. When we grow in our wisdom throughout the years and have learned about life sometimes the hard way, there is a real story to be told to pass on what you have gained. You see, I believe that information is not wisdom till it is passed on to others. It is then that you know what you really do know.

Without the time I have spent at this class, I certainly would not be where I am today. I re entered the workforce which I believe was totally gone for me. Took on a position giving support to others regarding things I have gained over the past years. This was only for a short three month but it was a great experience while I was a part of people’s lives.

My thanks to the people I have met on my journey, there are so many, how could I remember all their names. But it is not the names that are important. It is the human being who reaches out and touches us just when we have the need. To all who I have met, you are really a part of my journey which have led me this far.

From the ashes of life I have risen to a place where I know that I matter and I value the part of my journey, reaching out to the Horizon and even beyond.