First week of 2016, I was ready to begin working out again.  I packed my large purse.   It was my make shift gym bag with new headphones (Dre Beats over ear wireless) I received from my husband Brandon for Christmas, planners/journals for this blog (3 in total), and some spare clothes.  I was set on going to Insanity at the gym.  Well, that gym trip turned into a Target run.  I secretly was hunting down the 90% off Target Christmas clearance deals.  Don’t tell my husband.  Instagram made me do it.  Search #couponcommunity or #targetdeals and be warned.  You can thank me later.

I also knew that Max needed some diapers and wipes.  Target has the best deals on diapers where you can get back up to $15 in gift cards for purchasing two boxes.  So, I searched the Christmas clearance, picked up the diapers and wipes, and grabbed some Beyond Beef veggie crumbles to make some Chili for the family.  Also, my cousin drove into town for the day and I wanted to see her before she left.  I left the diapers and wipes in the car not thinking that anything would happen to them or anything else I left in the  trunk.

Little did I know on the coldest day of the year thus far, someone would break into my car.  They not only took my diapers and wipes, but they took all my plans for this blog.  You see, I was attempting to be less high tech and write out my thoughts/visions/goals/plans.  I did that and more in those journals and planners.  A years worth of content plans gone, business plans gone, book plans gone, just like that.  I did lose material possessions like everything in my make shift gym bag.  Those things can be replaced, but this feeing of loss I couldn’t break.  I was mad at myself for being so careless.  I was mad for leaving the blog plans in the car.   I felt violated that someone took something from me that I can’t replace.

The main lesson learned besides not leaving anything in your car is that loss and grief can sneak up on you if you let them.  I let those feelings take control of me for two weeks.  I was stuck and had no motivation to write.  Which is not like me, because writing is my therapy.  It has been since 2005 when I started my first blog on xanga.com.  I didn’t know what direction to go and where to begin again.  Then I remembered that this is not about me.  It’s about sharing our story that others will find some hope, peace, and joy in their situation.   So, what did I do?  I prayed that God would remove this fear this feeling of being loss and grieving what was loss.  Then the holy spirit brought this verse back to my memory.  God has given us power, love, and a sound mind.

2 Timothy 1:7King James Version (KJV)

7 For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.

Do you have moments of loss and grief?  Any traumatic events happen to you recently?  How did you handle them?  Do you need prayer?  Send me any prayer requests to erica@supermightymax.com.

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~Erica