My Ink Dance

Discovering Extraordinary Grace in an Ordinary Life

What Do You Do?

I can’t believe what I’m about to say. I’m sitting across from someone I really don’t know very well other than a few brief encounters and I am about to say what I do.

I’m about to say something other than take care of the kids or do the dishes. I am about to say something other than pile upon pile of laundry and endless meal prep. I’m about to say something other than what the pieces of paper in leather folders on my bookcase say I’m qualified for. I’m about to say something I’ve never gotten paid a cent to do.



I am a writer.

Once the words are out I struggle with my desire to apologize or excuse them. I struggle not to justify them or belittle them.

I wait for the laugh. I wait for the questioning look. I brace myself unsure of how I’ll respond.

But something funny happens.


No laugh. No question. No dismissive look.

And I sit a little straighter knowing that I’ve taken another step in the dance.

And it was beautiful.


Linking up with Lisa-Jo Baker today for Five Minute Friday. Taking a chance on art instead of perfection for five minutes. One single word as inspiration. Check it out and join in!

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About Becky Hastings

I am emotional and logical. I am strong and dependent. I am a juxtaposition of head and heart exploring it all through writing. And in all my mixed-up ways I am loved. I'm here to tell you that you are, too. Just the way you are.

4 Replies

  1. Hi Becky, I love this writing. Reminds me of an Eleanor Roosevelt quote, “…You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you stop to look fear in the face.”

    1. Becky Hastings

      Thank you Phyllis! That is a great (and sometimes scary!) quote. Thanks for reading

  2. It’s funny how we can create such treacherous monsters in our heads with our fears. And then, when we finally look them in the eye, they aren’t so bad after all.
    Thanks for sharing your writing courageously.

    1. Becky Hastings

      Thanks for reminding us that the monsters in our head are so much worse than the ones we look in the eye. Beautifully said!

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