Last year, on July 15th, a huge lightning hit in my neighborhood. It was so loud and scary that Cristian & canceled our plans to go out. I wrote about it here. Luckily we were fine. Unfortunately, my whole computer and external drive got zapped. What bummed me the most was that I had over six months of recordings from two years ago when I was developing the projects with my sister, Maria.
I had figured it wasn’t meant to be. Part of the focus in the talks was family patterns that we carry and how they are imprinted in the choices we make in our lives. With her 30 years of experience as a mental health therapist, the input she gave was very valuable.
After coming to the conclusion in May that she had abandoned the projects, I figured that I would recreate the project in my own way. After all, I think I have gotten an honorary degree in life training.
This Wednesday, I was deleting old real estate files that were in another other external drive. Lo and behold, I found six months of our talks! I couldn’t believe it. I felt that I was grabbing time that got lost. The outline we created for a book was like a skeleton which is written on paper. The recordings were the meat and substance. Additionally, there were prior years of recordings I must have created when I was in the car driving while doing my real estate work.
I totally realize this is going to take a lot of work which will probably take two years to sort out. It most likely will not happen in the next six months. I can’t afford an assistant. If my sister was involved, maybe it could happen sooner. For now, I am focused on finishing editing my little love story that I wrote back in September. I am also open to finding an illustrator for the children’s books.
I created four little scripts for children’s books when I got inspired in March. My graphic artist brother, Pablo who wanted to create children’s books hasn’t called me back. He never has time because he is too busy making the cookie doctor famous. He’s done all the branding, product packaging and graphic artistry for him. He sometimes works 15 hour days and tired. He told me last year that he wants to move on to more creative things for himself.
I can only concentrate on these two things for now. Otherwise, I will get overwhelmed and not get anything done. Who knows, maybe two years from now, my sister will suddenly come out of hiding. So all these little projects are etched in time, sitting patiently in files waiting for the right collaborators. Let’s just hope another lightning bolt doesn’t smash them to smithereens again. I better make duplicate copies, just in case.
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