I started writing this post more than a month ago, but for some reason never finished. Perhaps, it was because I became side tracked or maybe I just didn’t feel inspired. Who knows? I guess it’s like that sometimes for new bloggers. Or perhaps writers block only happens to the reluctant ones. I mean, I am not by definition a writer. I never intended to blog or write or anything of the sort. I guess I just stumbled into this because maybe I needed a way to express my random thoughts or experiences or my crazy, sometimes messy, but good life.
At this point, an introduction is probably in order. “Hello, my name is Angela Ireland Canady and I am a North Carolina native living in Georgia with my two children, Emily (11) and Ethan (9). Nice to meet you! We live about an hour northwest of the city of Atlanta just to give you a little perspective. You’re probably wondering by now, why there is no mention of a husband. Well, as life would have it my marriage of thirteen years ended officially a few short weeks ago and thus I begin my new journey into the unfamiliar by taking on all the things that I’ve never done, like writing. I mean why not, isn’t that what most people do when they experience significant trauma or a major life changing event? Dive head first into something you know absolutely nothing about.
I can truly say that writing this blog is absolutely terrifying! I don’t know what I am doing but for some reason I feel drawn to travel this path, so here I am opening up this door into my life in a way that I never imagined. I don’t know how I really feel about it but now that I am here I have to see it through. So, I ask you as my reader to be patient and to give me a little grace as I navigate this new chapter.
Before I go on, let me answer the question that you would ask me if you could. How are you holding up? I am fine! Good actually! Going through this separation has forced me to look squarely into the eye of the storm. As painful as this storm has been, I am glad that I allowed myself to go through every single stage of it. Now that I am on the other side of it, I see the sunshine peeking through. The warmth, the embrace of the sun is so healing and restorative, amazing actually. In my heart, it has been like God reaching down and giving me the hug that only He can to assure me that He has set my path and we will be just fine.
Life is funny sometimes, and certainly this is not a place that I ever envisioned I’d ever be, single and raising two children alone, but because of the God that I serve I will continue to walk by faith, knowing that no matter what may come my way, He is always with me and He keeps His promises.