If you read about me, you know that I always loved to write. I just never made time in the everyday rush between work and home.
I recently realized time is running by, second by second. It is waiting for no one. Whether we dream or not, live or survive…tick…tock…tick…tock.
So I traced my steps back to school. After school they told me “you can be whatever you want to be”. I read letters I exchanged after school with a school friend and remembered our dreams. We wanted to change the world!
There are many things I dreamt to become, maybe not specifically a writer, but writing always made me happy. I decided to step out and follow my dream.
I read up on writing, wanting to master the skill before I start, but the quote that changed my way of thinking is this: “the only way to learn how to write is to write.” Very fearfully I wrote my first few blog posts and gave it to my husband and sister to read. Maybe they read it with rose-coloured gentle-glasses but the verdict was not bad. I realize everyone will not like me or my blog and it is okay.
One month later I am still learning so much. Time to write is still not a lot, but I enjoy every moment of it.