I Did it!


I did it, Peggy.

I set out to write your story and I completed it. But what I didn’t know was that I would be adding my own story as well.

I also didn’t know how hard it would be to put it in black and white. I figured it would be okay since I’ve shared our story for years. It was different, very different.

Holding the book in my hands the other day when I got it through the mail was surreal.

A lot of life within those one hundred and seventy-five pages. A lot of pain.

And now here I sit. Knowing I accomplished what I set out to do leaves me with mixed feelings. Yes, I feel a sense of accomplishment. The technological part alone caused me a lot of big headaches. And you can verify that with a number of people.

And as any author knows besides writing the book, I still had life to do. I dealt with things like a leaky pipe, a soaked carpet. Taking the rug out.  My computer broke. I had work done on our house as they insulated it. We had a few days clean-up after they were done. I worked on another computer, which was difficult. Well, you get the idea.

But I faced those obstacles and did it anyway. It feels good to say, “I did it.”

But I’m sad too. Writing BROKEN, opened the door to some memories which have camped out in my mind, refusing to leave. But maybe that’s okay. You see, remembering the difficult parts of our lives makes us sensitive to others who are hurting. I want to be sensitive to others.

We live our lives where people settle for imitations of community. Many are lonely. And when hurting people are alone, the pain is intensified.

I’m praying for those who hurt. I’m praying God uses words I’ve written to ease someone’s pain.

God’s the only one who can do that. He comforts us so we can comfort others.

I miss you Peggy. But that’s okay, it won’t be forever. Some day we’ll see each other again and then we’ll catch up.

But for now I’ll think about a story I recently wrote. It was about you, Mom and me going for a special tea. I know the story wasn’t real, but it felt real. And for five hundred words or so, I felt like we were together again. We talked, we laughed. It was special.

Well I’m going to have to go, the book launch is today. People can actually buy the book on Amazon.

I’ve made a list of things that determine what success means regarding this book. And you know what? That list is really helping me.  And guess whose idea it was? Your eldest son, Drew.

Too often we determine our success by the wrong indicators. We use things like money, numbers of sales, etc. Knowing this book can encourage someone will mean I’m successful.  Knowing someone else may feel less alone, that too would mean success.

It’s all perspective.

Well, now I do have to go. But I’ll talk again soon.

In the meantime. I can imagine what you would say if you were here.

You’d smile and say, “That’s good, Anne. I’m proud of you.”

I love, you Peg. I always will.

Your sister,


Change your Perspective

I’m doing a rewrite. You probably didn’t know that I’m a script writer. Only a few people are privy to that bit of information. It goes like this. When someone is talking to me if what they say doesn’t match what I think, I dismiss it and immediately replace it with my own script. No, I never ask for permission since it’s my version of life we’re talking about.

I must add that the scripts I write never have me in the best light. I realize that I have been typecast and stuck in my role. Till today.

While reading an excellent blog by Rabbi Evan Moffic I learned something that is changing my perspective. The Rabbi explained that in the Passover seder only a small portion is devoted to the Exodus from slavery. That really struck me. That event was significant but in the big scheme of things it is put in its proper place. 

I think I let some of the events in my life bleed over into all my life. I’m doing a rewrite. I am going to see things with a new perspective. I’m also going to change how I look at me. You see I have heard about the vicim mentality for years and recognized how others embraced it for themselves. I just didn’t see that by not embracing the possibilities for myself I am choosing instead to be a victim. 

I understand why I’ve adopted this. It’s familiar. It’s what I grew up with. But, that doesn’t mean I can’t change it. That’s what I’m excited about.

Winston Churchill said that those who do not learn from history are bound to repeat it. I want to learn from history. 

So, here’s my plan. I am no longer going to blindly believe the negative things that my thoughts dictate to me. They were opinions, they were the ideas of others, they don’t have to fill the storage room of my mind. 

And if I start falling into that pattern, reminding myself of those negative things I am going to stop and immediately replace them with the truth. 

For instance, if I feel I cannot succeed in an area I struggle with and I hear, “You’ll never accomplish that.”

I will respond with, “When God said I can do all things through Christ, he meant ALL things.”

I’ve been a person who ends movies the way I want, why not the scripts I have for myself? Not only can I change them, I will be changing them.

Proverbs 3:27 says, “As a man thinks in his heart, so is he.” I’m going to see myself accomplishing the things I want in life, instead of getting closer but never reaching them.  I will see the obstacles as something that can be overcome instead of stopping points that paralyze me. 

Some people have cheering sections in their lives. People who are in their stands reminding them of the things they need to hear to keep going. God has provided people in my stands all through my life. I just didn’t see that I also snuck in there and tried to silence the fans. 

As far as the tapes in my hear that are discouraging and keep me from moving forward.  I’m replacing those tapes with new ones. Ones that talk of victory and abundant life; tapes God made for me. 

The only one who will not be happy with my decision is God’s enemy, Satan. He wants me to fail, to feel bad about myself and to be stuck in my negativity. But you know what? I don’t care. I care more about what God wants for me. I care more about moving forward. Being stuck gets old.

So, right now my perspective is being changed. It is getting a complete overhaul which was overdue. I expect that with my new perspective changing, other things will follow suit.  

I don’t believe in coincidence. God wanted me to change and he orchestrated it so I could hear this truth. Now he just wants me to be like the little girl who lived in a town suffering from drought. While the whole town had gathered together to pray for rain, she was the only one who brought an umbrella.

Perspective; if you need a change, start with that.