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Martha's Big Adventure - News of the Day

Martha's Big Adventure — News of the Day

By Martha Carr

I am over my worry allotment for this month. It's not without some very good justifications. My mother, Tina died suddenly at the age of 86 in April and just like that all of the older generation that I knew is gone. There are still relatives out there but we haven't traded even a Christmas card in too many years to count. I have a feeling that to my son's generation of twenty-something's I am now firmly in that older generation anyway.

Feeling out of kilter from the loss of a parent, no matter the age is normal. The grief comes in mostly small bits and pieces and creeps up on me. Things that I can usually roll with, like a snarky comment from a coworker get under my skin more easily these days.

It's odd what has left a hole in the routine of my day.

In the last months of my mother's life we were mostly talking about television and weather, which was fine with me. It was about the connection, no matter how momentary. My son, Louie who's 25 does the same thing with me when he calls to tell me about the overturned car on Clarke Street or the coyote he just rode by on his bike. I call it the news of the day and having someone who will take those calls every time reminds us we're tethered to the world. No matter what happens there's someone who cares.

However, there comes a point when something reminds us that it's all very temporary and for a moment I've lost my footing. When that happens there are ripe opportunities for change in some very different directions.

I could have done some serial dialing and lamented to everyone who would listen that I had lost my connection to something important. There would have been some sense of kinship for a moment but in the end I would have felt worse.

The other obvious choice to me was to make changes based on what I really wanted to be doing in the first place. The phrase that keeps running through my mind is to run my own race. It doesn't hurt that I'm a terminal cancer survivor of just four years and three years over my expiration date and counting. No doctor can explain it, which is fine.

Surviving a terminal diagnosis should have been enough for me to really be bold and make some daring changes and it did to a point. I started eating right and exercising more and lost 86 pounds. That's noteworthy but for the most part I was grateful to have my old routine back.

But then my mother died, quietly in her sleep and there was no one in my life who I could call and comment on the rain without an awkward pause.

One of my mother's last comments to me though was odd because we had ventured into newer territory. She asked me how the crowd-sourcing was going for the new thriller. I was raising funds from family and friends to venture out into self-publishing for the first time in 20 years with the fourth book. She said, "You'll be fine. That'll be easy for you, no problem."

I've been coasting ever since on that off-handed confidence my mother gave to me about my ability to not only write but market a book. Every decision I've made since that moment and in particular, since April has come with this other idea. In the end, what will be left are the people I love and the things I've created.

Traditionally, I've wanted to gather a lot of professional opinions and sift through all of them to discern what would be the next move. There have been very mixed results.

The new thriller, The List, the first in the Wallis Jones series is coming out in November and it's been easier to make decisions about what to do next without all of the normal handwringing. There's a speaking tour in the works to benefit some readers' local charities and we've been busy contacting book clubs with offers. There's more clarity and even more fun this time. After all, as my son said, "let's get clear about two things, it's just a book and you're still alive." The news of the day. More adventures to follow. Tweet me @MarthaRandolph and let me know what changes you've been making in your life. www.MarthaCarr.com. Email Martha at Martha@caglecartoons.com.

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