So, Getting My Drafts Returned Back to Me is a Good Thing?

How every time you’d failed at something, it’d added, something to your life, a little nutrient, to help you improve for the better the next time you tackle that same act again, translated…

As I entered into my midlife years, my biggest hobby is sending in the submissions of my work to the papers, as the message of “we will be considering using your article” came in my mailbox, it’d felt better than winning the lottery; and yet, more often than not, the message I received were more of, “We’re sorry, the section of the newspaper won’t be printing your submission this time”, and, it’d felt like every time I’d sent in a piece, it got rejected, and I was trapped, in the pains of whether or not I should, give up on my favorite thing to do.

And yet, as that spark of inspiration hit, or that I’d felt something, and needed to get it all out, I’d started, writing again………for over a dozen years, the road to my submissions, I’d sent, got the drafts returned, sent them out again, and this cycle just, keeps on, repeating itself.

Last time I’d met up with a friend I hadn’t seen a long time, the person told me, “from before you lacked the persistence for exercise, and now, you walked 10,000 steps a day; I’d heard you told of how hard your life had been in the past, and now, I think you’re, very happy, why is that?”, I tried, to find the answers.

Perhaps, it’s this up and down on the road to writing, that’s gotten me to become more patient, with more action-orientedness, because every time I got rejected, I’d gone for a workout, with my body exercising, trying, to find the motivation to begin again, and I’d, fallen in love with exercising now; and to keep on writing, I’d used a softer heart, to feel around me more, with that acquired empathy, naturally, I’d, complained a whole lot less, aren’t these all, gains from getting my submissions, rejected to?

This still just showed how everything we do, has its own, purpose, it’s just, that the purposes of the things that’s happened in our lives, hadn’t come out into the open yet, and so we don’t see it, but eventually, after a long time of being around (on this earth!) we will understand, that oh wow, so that, was what that certain thing that’s happened to me in life, happened, and this can only be realized, through the passing of time.