The Daily Gloom Cast: Forecasting Today's Trials

I'm happy to say that one of my latest blogs, The Daily Gloom Cast, benefits more than just readers.  It also helps me to keep a positive perspective by keeping my eyes wide open for the tiniest spark within the thickest, stinkiest pits of gloom.

The purpose of The Daily Gloom Cast is to entertain readers with cheerful and strategic examinations of life's less-than-pleasant pieces. Life can sometimes feel like it's taking place in a dark hole.  I wanted to give people a kind of flashlight, or at least a flint spark.  I'm always worrying about people committing suicide and that sort of thing, for some reason. So, since unemployment tends to offer one plenty of time, I decided to begin yet another blog.  I envisioned a collection of witty and uplifting words that would remind people that solutions to problems (or at least cushioning from the blows) is possible.  I suppose it's due to my own struggles in life that offering hope and inspiration to others is so important to me.  My own bruises that I'd received while all facets of life played monkey-in-the-middle with me, were finally beginning to heal.  I was believing that I could actually put words together in a manner that people enjoy being exposed to. The Daily Gloom Cast was going to rock!!!

But life never stops playing monkey-in-the-middle until we're permanently taken out of the game.  When my aunt died on January 1st, 2014, it was unexpected and heartbreaking.  I didn't even want to use the energy it took to dry my own tears; so, exerting even more energy by tap-tapping away at a keyboard seemed even less inviting for a little while.  I was in need of the creation I had yet to build.

God held me.  Family supported me.  Friends loved me.  My sudden bursts of crying began to dissipate.  At last, I was ready to put my hands to the pen/keyboard once again.  The result was a post entitled, "Today's Forecast: Unpredictable."

The words that came out were calming, soothing.  They scratched an itch I hadn't been able to accurately perceive prior to unleashing the lines that I was able to share.  I detailed the horror of my experience as well as the loveliness that persisted during the worst parts.  My greatest hope is that it helps someone else.

Until I find out that it has (and even if I know think it may have), I'll keep throwing them out, sending them off like a host of sky lanterns until the world glow's just a little brighter.