Why I write!

I write to tell the stories of my life. To remember the memories that I once had. The ones that shaped me to be who I am today. The ones that made me who I am. The ones that taught me to keep ongoing. The ones that gave me perspective. They made me think in a different way. The memories that give me love and joy and happiness, things I would forget if they were not etched on this lovely thing called paper.

The feeling I get when writing these memories down is something much different than any other. It’s something important. They make me rethink the memories that have happened and it seems to sometimes give me a new perspective on a new thought on what had just happened. It brings back good memories and the memories that we tend to forget. We tend to take the bad and remember it. We forget all the goodness that we have been given and we take that goodness for granted. Not sure why we do this but seems to just be a common theme in human nature. I’ve written many things; especially for my age which is not very old, yet one thing remains the same. There’s a story being told and if you’re writing about it well, it needs to be told. That’s for sure because if it is not significant, you would not take the time to write whatever your memory is down.

Let’s face it, writing is a skill, but I think it’s more than that. As many people say writing is hard and not that many people are really good at it, but I don’t think that’s the problem. The issue is not the writing itself, but the stories behind the writing. It’s about the person gathering the information; it’s about how they see the world and their perspective of the world. The world is really just the way you look at it; everything is about perspective, it could be good or bad, wonderful or evil. You just have to find your balance. You have to be willing to look around the corner and see what lies behind each and every corner there’s a story. Let’s face it people are some of the most fascinating things on this Earth. The funny thing is people are very different, but also very similar. What I mean by this is people on the outside can be different, but once you get to know somebody, you find out that they’re struggling with some of the same things you are. They may even be struggling with things that are even worse. 

I like to write about how I see life. When and why I meet the people I do because I find it very fascinating. To me, it’s one of the most interesting things I can find. People tend to come into your life right when you need them and right when they need you. Isn’t that an interesting coincidence? Well no, most definitely not, if you did not believe you might think so. Yet, if you have faith you know and you can see as I am a witness to this that God has a plan for each and every one. I reason we live on this earth. Don’t you forget that because sometimes it really seems like we don’t know why we’re here. But when God wants you he’ll let you know he’ll hit you right in the back. It’ll be pretty hard to miss and you’ll want to miss it sometimes but you’ll know deep down inside what you’re supposed to do. 

The bottom line is this is how I feel. It’s how I feel about my writing. I don’t want to just write , I want to write to change lives. I want to make an impact. I want people to see the world a little differently, maybe even see it the way I do. Not to brag, because I’m not the smartest and I never will be. I don’t intend to be the smartest. In fact, I actually don’t want to be. I’m pretty happy right where I am. I’m smart in a different way. I tend to see the bigger picture. To see God’s plan and see miracles and signs that some people may never see in their life. All I can say is it’s a God-given gift.  I don’t care if my writing makes me Millions or no dollars if it makes an impact that’s the real reason I’m doing it. Of course, the money would be good, but that’s not really what matters.  I’ve already accomplished this a bit with my writing but I want to go a bit further oh, really happy where I’ve come and I know that is what I need to keep doing. 

I have to confess I’ve been off the grind with my writing a bit. The past few weeks have been a bit of a struggle or even the beginning of the school year.  I struggled with school and cycling as well. I genuinely believe it was a bit more than that though. I think it was COVID-people were my thing and still are and they were just taken from me. As for school I had chemistry and that was a tough class, English was as well, but even last year I could handle myself a bit more. Just mentally I was drained, honestly a little sad. I was stressing too much and wishing that I wasn’t spending so much time on just one activity. Almost regretting what I had done prior to this time, not sure what to do. I found myself stuck, so I decided to take a break from cycling, it was just a two-week break- nothing big. When the break was over and we were back on the grind for a good few weeks, one day it all hit me-should I even be doing this anymore? So with that said from now, I haven’t ridden in a while and I’ve taken it a lot less seriously and I actually feel and look a whole lot better. I’m happier- more joyful around others- in general glad about my decision. Some would say I made the dumbest mistake of my life. I don’t think so; I think I might have just learned one of the best lessons. Perhaps this lesson was more than just me losing my passion, for too much, but maybe a symbol for something much larger. A touch of reality. With this time I began to think. Was my time spent on cycling too much? Why did I miss so many great things just for one obsession I had? How much time did I lose from friendships that I could have had? All of these things hit me, and well I didn’t want to miss them anymore. That was my rational and I don’t know if it was good or bad, but so far it seems good to me. To me, it seems part of God’s plan and so I need to use this time for more writing and doing things that will make an impact on others. This is because my life has been way more than ordinary and I want people to know about my truly special life.