Hi, book lovers!
It’s wonderful to see you reading my first blog post! For those who don’t know me, allow me to introduce myself very quickly. It won’t be long, I promise!
My name is Jana, I’m a German girl who’s currently living with her husband and three little wildlings in the US. You can find more about the why and how on our move in my long bio.
When all this Corona craziness started, I felt confused, worried, unsure, and unsafe like most other people. I tried to find a balance between my number one priority–my girls, and all other important things in my life. I tried to organize our life at home, to make my daughters feel comfortable and safe, to give my husband room and freedom to work in his high demand job in our office downstairs and to keep in touch with my friends and family on the other side of the ocean. And I tried to find a possibility to continue working with my clients in my little author’s consulting business that I started one year ago with all my love and so much effort.
I forgot to take care of myself. I was a mom, a wife, a daughter, a sister, a friend, a business owner, a cook, a maid, a driver… but I was no longer me, Jana. And it didn’t take long for it to show in my mind and body. I was worried, frustrated, discouraged and the worst thing: I didn’t know how to change it. There were people around me who needed me so much, and I felt that there was not a single minute in my day where I could take some time to breathe and look after myself.
One day, I had a call with one of my clients, who is a wonderful author friend now and told her about a story I had in my mind for such a long time. Luckily, she encouraged me to write my story down. When our call has ended, I thought “Yeah, great idea to write it down, but you didn’t tell me how I can add more hours to my day”.
But the thought of writing my own book didn’t let go of me. And the longer I thought about it, the more often my smile came back and I KNEW I had to find a way to write. One night, when everybody in our house was safe and sound in their dreams, I started. I wrote until there was no noise anymore in our street, until all lights in the neighborhood went out and I felt like I’m the only one on the planet who is still awake. It was such a peaceful moment, and in this moment, my creativity flow through my fingers and created Mollie’s story. It was as if my mind has just waited for me to take care of myself, finally, and find something I really enjoy.
This peaceful moment changed my life. I have found my passion, the thing that makes me smile at the end of a bad day (we all have those days, right?). I’m still a mom, a wife, a daughter, a sister, a friend, a business owner, a cook, a maid, a driver…but I’m also an author.
In every challenge lies also something good for us.