{"id":2277,"date":"2020-07-17T08:36:20","date_gmt":"2020-07-17T13:36:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/annswindell.com\/staging\/?p=2277"},"modified":"2020-07-23T08:25:19","modified_gmt":"2020-07-23T13:25:19","slug":"the-lens-of-love-writing-and-rewriting-our-stories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/annswindell.com\/staging\/2020\/07\/17\/the-lens-of-love-writing-and-rewriting-our-stories\/","title":{"rendered":"The Lens of Love: Writing and Rewriting Our Stories"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>This is the start of my newest piece for Grit &amp; Virtue. You can read the <a href=\"https:\/\/gritandvirtue.com\/why-you-need-to-use-the-lens-of-love-in-writing-your-story\/\">full article here<\/a>&#8211;it&#8217;s one of my favorites that I&#8217;ve written!<\/em><\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-2278\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/White-Red-Beauty-Quotes-Pinterest-Graphic-683x1024.png?resize=683%2C1024&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"The Lens of Love at www.annswindell.com\" width=\"683\" height=\"1024\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/White-Red-Beauty-Quotes-Pinterest-Graphic.png?resize=683%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 683w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/White-Red-Beauty-Quotes-Pinterest-Graphic.png?resize=200%2C300&amp;ssl=1 200w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/White-Red-Beauty-Quotes-Pinterest-Graphic.png?resize=768%2C1152&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/White-Red-Beauty-Quotes-Pinterest-Graphic.png?w=800&amp;ssl=1 800w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 683px) 100vw, 683px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>My husband was at home with the baby and I was at the library when I experienced my first \u2013 and only \u2013 panic attack. It was Fall; the air outside was just beginning to thin and tumble, threading its way through newly-bare branches and alleyways. I remember that it was dark, painfully dark at 6 pm. I was tired.<\/p>\n<p>I sat at one of the large tables in the reference section, my notes and books spread around me in a cluttered half-circle. I work best with large amounts of space and quiet, something nearly impossible to come by with a new baby. It was a gift to slip away to the quiet of the stacks and write the book I was working on; it was something I had missed, acutely, for months.<\/p>\n<p>I don\u2019t remember feeling particularly stressed or anxious, but I do remember the pattering in my chest that started like a whisper and progressed to cymbals. I couldn\u2019t focus and had to turn off the computer. My breathing became narrow and superficial; I felt like I was falling down even as I straightened in my chair. The room started hovering like hummingbird wings, and I had to close my eyes and lay my cheek on the cool of the table. I wondered if I was having a heart attack or a stroke and if maybe this was how I would die, here in the quiet of the library.<\/p>\n<p><em>[Spoiler alert&#8211;I&#8217;m still here! \ud83d\ude42 You can read the rest of this piece <a href=\"https:\/\/gritandvirtue.com\/why-you-need-to-use-the-lens-of-love-in-writing-your-story\/\">at Grit &amp; Virtue<\/a>!]<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Still-Waiting-Hope-When-Doesnt\/dp\/1496410769\/ref=sr_1_1?crid=2R0XVWP3AHWWX&amp;dchild=1&amp;keywords=still+waiting+by+ann+swindell&amp;qid=1594864379&amp;sprefix=still+waiting%2Caps%2C249&amp;sr=8-1\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-1954\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-1954\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/Are-you-waiting-for-God-to-breakthrough-in-your-life-.jpg?resize=600%2C200&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"Still Waiting by Ann Swindell\" width=\"600\" height=\"200\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/Are-you-waiting-for-God-to-breakthrough-in-your-life-.jpg?w=600&amp;ssl=1 600w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/Are-you-waiting-for-God-to-breakthrough-in-your-life-.jpg?resize=300%2C100&amp;ssl=1 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This is the start of my newest piece for Grit &amp; Virtue. You can read the full article here&#8211;it&#8217;s one of my favorites that I&#8217;ve written! My husband was at home with the baby and I was at the library when I experienced my first \u2013 and only \u2013 panic attack. It was Fall; the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2278,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[3,4,21,5,96,23],"tags":[775,40,117,61,8,993,879,593,780,994],"class_list":["post-2277","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-about","category-god","category-guest-post","category-life","category-motherhood-2","category-writing","tag-am-i-called-to-write","tag-am-writing","tag-author","tag-christianity","tag-gods-faithfulness","tag-grit-virtue","tag-how-do-i-write-my-story","tag-writing","tag-writing-for-christs-glory","tag-writing-my-story","entry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/White-Red-Beauty-Quotes-Pinterest-Graphic.png?fit=800%2C1200&ssl=1","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2277","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2277"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2277\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2281,"href":"https:\/\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2277\/revisions\/2281"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/2278"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2277"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2277"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/annswindell.com\/staging\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2277"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}