“I want to do something splendid…
Something heroic or wonderful that won’t be forgotten after I’m dead…
I think I shall write books.”
― Louisa May Alcott
Voracious reader. Lifelong writer. Sipping tea and taking it all in stride.
Purdywords is a Catholic wife and mother of four beautiful miracles, a freelance writer and blogger, photography enthusiast, nature-lover, and aspiring librarian.
You can follow me where I write, at http://www.asadsongbetter.com
Aside from the love I have for my family and friends, you’ll guess that my greatest passions exist for reading and writing. My journals are filled with quotes I collect from authors of varied genres, and I can’t help but share these compelling words with everyone. I have called myself “a writer” ever since I could put a pencil to paper. These days, I write for therapy, pleasure, and monetary gain as an occasional freelancer.
My memory serves that I wrote my first lengthy story during Thanksgiving break of Kindergarten, secretly scrawling away inside a special journal with a purple LePen in hand–treasured gifts from a dear friend presented to me on my sixth birthday two weeks before the holiday. Over thirty years later, I’m still collecting and recording, writing and rewriting, filling journals and Word pages to boot. Sadly, The Le Pen has been replaced by a Dr. Grip due to acquired tendonitis in my right hand from all the years of writing. Nevertheless, the writing is getting done and that’s all that matters now. Currently, I’m writing my first book in the creative nonfiction genre, yet still enjoy crafting poetry, almost daily journal entries, and children’s stories.
The largest part of my day is spent as a devoted wife to “The Husband” and stay-at-home mother to my four children including: “The Girl” (our adopted daughter), “The Boy”, “Baby Girl”, and “Baby Boy.” For most of my married life, I have struggled with infertility and sadly, we have lost six children by miscarriage. For most of my life, I’ve suffered from Endometriosis, Adenomyosis, and fibroids, to name a few trials. My whole family has been touched by cancer and too many untimely deaths. Because of these physical trials and more, it seems as if I’ve forever been on a journey toward natural healing–to restore the body, mind and heart. Writing is part of my healing and therapeutic path.
My Catholic faith reminds me that we all have a cross to bear, and we can do so joyously if we look for the meaning in it all. So in turn, I strive to make each day better, not focusing on the “me” in my sufferings, but allowing them to transform the pain into meaning for myself, gaining the experience to help others along their way, and perhaps gently leading me beyond this immediate life when it is my time to be called.
Each day is a gift and I try my best to focus on the blessings despite the struggles I endure. Taking A Sad Song, Making it Better, my personal blog focuses on my quest to “scatter joy” and focus on the good things in life despite the many trials I endure.
“Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead.”
― Louisa May Alcott