one million words

find your voice. tell your story.

Meet Astrid

Hi Friend!

I am Astrid. Thank you for sharing pieces of life with me here. We are never alone in our stories and telling them changes things, changes us.  My writing reflects on my own journey of spiritual transformation. I am fascinated by the inner world and love sharing thoughts and insights helpful in exploring a deeper story. I pray you will find courage, compassion and wisdom in words shared here.

Writing transforms and I see bits of progress in becoming the person I long to become. I am learning to listen, love and trust. Faith and freedom are strong themes in my narrative, and my questions and pondering often circle around those topics.

More about Astrid:

I grew up in Germany. Nope, never met your cousin Eddy once stationed near Stuttgart. Besides, my childhood East German home was surrounded by a wall and people with passports to the free world rarely came there. My small world was happy. What we lacked in resources was made up in relationship. My parents married when I was 4, beginning a new life in a tight knit faith community. I would describe my family of origin as generous, resourceful, athletic, hospitable and funny. We also adopted many children and resisted the communist agenda.

I was a sensitive child, prone to contemplate the deeper issues of life. My political and religious world offered strong and opposing word views. I wrestled with the perpetual otherness of our family, with God, with parts of my story that didn’t made sense. I longed for a safe space to ask questions, feel some of those feelings. But we were doers, not feelers who don’t get stuff done.

In 1989 the iron curtain fell. I was 11 and home alone and answered the call from our weeping West German Friend. “You are free!” I never forget that moment. Curious about the greater world, I was thrilled to spend a year in the U.S. when I was 16. A year turned into 20, Pacific Northwest now home.

I married a kind and honest man and together we try to love and nurture three active children. I have a Masters Degree in Physical Therapy and work part time while homeschooling 2 of our children. My truest voice, as is often the case, has come out of loss, anguish and deep despair. After the darkness comes light and this light I share with you here.

“I feel like I am hitting my mid-life crisis early,” I tell my therapist recently. “Nope, you’re right on schedule,” she replies “It’s what we do in our thirties, this sorting of belief system.”

Really? The sorting years? I would love some company sorting stuff out.

More about One Million Words:

I once heard a writer must write one million words to find their true voice. I believe our true voice speaks from the deepest part of who we are and that voice changes the world. It’s a bit of a journey to find it and writing is not the only tool. I pray we will find bits of our voices in these writing just as I found pieces of me in generous and vulnerable open pages of others.




10 Replies

  1. “the sorting years” 🙂 Love it. Nice clean blog you habe here Astrid. Looking forward to following your sorting journey that’s ahead. Cheers!

  2. I, too, like what you said about “the sorting years” … Looking back at my own life,I believe that to be only too true. Maybe it’s because we’ve lived long enough that, instead of simply accepting, we start to question our own selves? You have a life rich with stories. Things that caused you to start to question and search. You’ve found some answers, others may take your entire life to find the answers – some, only in eternity.
    Share your stories with us Astrid. Show us how to laugh – and to cry – with you.
    Help us dredge up some of our own memories, bringing them into the light of day instead of hiding in dark corners in our minds; for then, exposed to light, we can re-examine and learn from you. Knowing you, I know that the light you desire to use is that of God’s truth and not man’s ideas.
    Go for it, girl! We’re cheering for you!

    1. I agree- we need each others stories because shine light on our own path. Thanks for sharing yours with me!

  3. Astrid, Thank you for sharing your story. I love the part about “the sorting years,” too. I couldn’t agree more. I’m only a year away from 40 and it seems like I’m finally settling into myself. It’s a comfortable and steady place to be – finally! I look forward to reading more of your 100 words!

    1. Thanks. I have been working on my About Me page and almost took out ‘the sorting years’ but you are the third person that seems to connect with that phrase so I am leaving it in! It takes way long to settle into yourself and I am not sure you are ever done. 🙂

  4. Tara

    Oh yeah, the sorting years certainly resonates with me. I’m right in the thick of it.
    I want to follow, but I can’t find the follow button. Am I missing it?

    1. Tara

      Nevermind, I don’t know how I did it, but I think I followed you somehow! LOL

  5. Astrid, so grateful to meet you at FCWC and to read your words here on your blog.
    Keep tending to your gifts. I love the sorting years. I need to find out what the 50’s represent…

    1. Astrid Melton

      50’s = it’s never too late to pursue your passions and thrive in your second career as a writer. I enjoyed meeting you too- just added you on twitter.

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