A Writer Mom’s Love Story

How writing saved me

Prativa Vaidya Bhalla
Writers’ Blokke
2 min readJan 3, 2023

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So much to do! Crawling out of a pandemic, looking for jobs, moving homes, nursing covid recoveries, and steering through kids’ academic challenges. Too much to do!

The hatchet falls on the one thing that mummy loves — writing. The thing she does in front of the laptop screen, looking transported and googly-eyed. It involves a lot of staring at her screen, transfixed. She gets excited, jubilant, sometimes looks crestfallen and often even mutters to herself!

As writers, we all know what it takes to get words on paper. It takes a whole lot of thinking, gut-spilling, and speaking of truths. It takes time — lots of time. Precious, precious time that is required for other things. So this mummy prioritised those other things. But missed, sorely missed penning down magical words which set her free. Yes, she missed her small group of medium friends too, who encouraged her weird rantings.

As real life took over, she got lost in it, fixing, solving, managing and juggling, as adults are wont to do.

Reading and writing took a backseat and slowly yet steadily the distance increased, like in a failing romance. She really wanted to get back, but no longer knew how. She knew her love was real but too much had been lost and sacrificed. She had begun to question the love she had once felt, was it even real at all?

She felt more and more like an imposter, hiding in the shadows quietly reading the work of the writers she admired, and convincing herself that she could no longer write anything, that anyone would ever want to read.

It took months of procrastination to start writing again. When a task seems too difficult, then let it be — don’t even try, says the heart but the mind does not let you rest.

It did not let me rest and here I am back with a thought, an idea and a story — my story.

Now I know for sure this is where I am meant to be. Whether this story will be one of those eternal ones — only time will tell. But this happiness is real and that is really all that matters.

Yes, real life will take over again, but this time she will not let go. After all, lifelong love partners like this are not easy to find ❤️

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Prativa Vaidya Bhalla
Writers’ Blokke

Content Writer. Specializing in internal monologues and Walter Mittyesque wonderings. Day job -Travel website Editor. Love the unfolding magic of written words.