Day 29: 365 Days of Motivation for Widows

“It is never too late to be what you might have been.”  — George Eliot

Having a baby at 17 changed my path. Suddenly college wasn’t on the radar and being a mom was. Everyone told me I’d never finish high school and that college would NEVER be an option for me.

We, as a family, went through hard times, there is no doubt about that. Our relationship took a major hit. We were so broke we often couldn’t pay utilities. We had rises and falls. The road was bumpy at times, but day by day we were improving.

Just as we thought we had it together, Randy was killed. Time for a new game plan. I found myself in between homes (we were in the middle of moving) with three children, no job, and no formal college education. Those were some incredible odds to overcome while grieving. And I felt the pressure.

All those words from so long ago were ringing in my soul and I knew I had to do something. I was 25 and alone, but I had to find away to make a life for my kids in the absence of my husband.

I harvested my dreams and all the gumption I could muster, and enrolled in school. Turns out my experiences with the death of my husband influenced who I was and my passion. During college professors encouraged my writing. They told me I had a talent for touching hearts and I should consider writing. I also discovered that I had a passion for people and helping others. This love I had for motherhood was carrying over into the lives of others and it felt good–no, it felt great.

Not only had I reached a goal that many thought I would never–or could never–reach, but I had found dreams to keep reaching for. I found confidence in skills I never knew I had. Together, it created a fire inside of me that has slowly grown over the last few years. I discovered a feeling of wanting to do more; I feel like I am not done yet–there is something more.

I have not only found the life I was destined for, but even more. Don’t be afraid to accept the experience for what it is–be willing to take the pain, the sorrow, and the growth. Be who you were always meant to be.

About Sara

My name is Sara and I am a woman with a history and a future. I am a mother of 5 and a wife to an amazing man. Being a teen mother and a widow in my mid-twenties has given me plenty of storms to weather. Writing has always been my solace, it's also a passion and a talent. Through my writing I hope to help others weather their storms and create my own path to my dreams.
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