I hope this email finds you well amidst these uncertain times. Looking back, it's undeniable that COVID-19 has had a profound impact on all of us. The lockdowns, school closures, pervasive fear, and the tragic loss of many lives have made it an incredibly challenging period for humanity. However, I firmly believe that in every adversity lies an opportunity for growth and learning.
Amidst the chaos and uncertainty, I made a conscious decision to face the challenges head-on. With my work temporarily on hold, I decided to invest my time in personal and professional development. As a result, I embarked on a journey of self-discovery and pursued my passion for health and wellness.
During this period, I seized the opportunity to enroll in a Transformational Nutrition Coach certification program. The course not only equipped me with valuable knowledge and skills but also provided me with a fresh perspective on holistic well-being. I realized that helping others achieve their health goals and transform their lives through nutrition is a path that aligns with my own values and aspirations.
Simultaneously, I also took the opportunity to pursue another lifelong dream - writing my memoir. Writing has always been a cathartic outlet for me, and sharing my experiences with others through storytelling has been a deeply fulfilling endeavor. Although I'm still in the process of refining and polishing my manuscript, my ultimate goal is to see it become a New York Times Bestseller, touching the lives of countless readers around the world.
Today, I wanted to share with you the opening paragraphs of my memoir. It's a glimpse into the emotions, challenges, and resilience that have shaped me throughout my journey. I greatly value your opinion, and your feedback would mean a lot to me as I continue to craft my story.
Thank you for taking the time to read this email, and I genuinely appreciate your support and encouragement. Let's stay connected and support each other in navigating these unprecedented times.
Here are a few paragraphs of my novel. Thank you for taking the time to read.
Title "Who am I Becoming "
Growing up, I always felt ashamed of my past. Our family struggled with poverty, my father left when I was young, and I made some choices that I'm not proud of. But today, I'm ready to share my story. I've come to realize that everything I went through was meant to happen - it's what made me who I am today. Without those struggles, I wouldn't have grown into the person I am now. There were times when I cried out to God, asking why my family had to go through so much hardship. But in those moments, I felt his presence more strongly than ever before. He carried me through the darkest times, and I know now that all of the challenges I faced were preparing me for the storms that were yet to come
I still remember the time when I was six years old and my mother's friend called me bossy. I didn't understand what the word meant at the time, but I knew it wasn't a compliment. As I got older, I began to see that my tendency to question authority and speak my mind was seen as a negative trait by many adults in my life. But looking back, I see it as a gift - a way that God prepared me for the challenges that were to come.
Growing up, my life was far from easy. My father left when I was young, and my family struggled to make ends meet. But that was just the beginning. A genetic disease ran through my family, claiming the lives of many of my loved ones and leaving others deaf and paralyzed. I, too, would become a victim of a house fire and experience homelessness, poverty, and illness. But despite it all, I learned to be strong. To keep going, even when the world felt like it was falling apart.
These experiences weren't easy, but they shaped me into the person I am today. They taught me resilience, determination, and empathy. And most importantly, they taught me that even in the darkest of times, there is always hope.
As a child, I always felt a little bit different from my siblings. I was feisty, bossy, and had a fire in me that I couldn't explain. My mom used to tell me a story about how I was left in our backyard by aliens, which seemed to explain my otherworldly tendencies. But deep down, I knew that there was more to it than that.
I questioned authority at every turn, wanting explanations for the things that didn't make sense to me. Why would anyone sit on a stranger's lap just because they were dressed up as Santa Claus? Why did people accept the status quo without question? I couldn't help but feel like there was something wrong with the way things worked in the world.
Despite my rebellious streak, I was proud of my differences. I knew that they set me apart from my siblings and my peers, and I relished in the feeling of being unique. Looking back, I realize that this sense of otherness would help me navigate the challenges that were to come. But at the time, all I knew was that I was different - and that was just fine with me.
There were times in my life when my fire didn't burn as brightly, when my tears seemed to put it out. But then, God would whisper in my ear, "I need you to be strong for your family. Get up, wipe your tears, put your cape back on, my child."