Who Will I Be?

This morning in my PR class, my professor went around the room and asked every single person why there were in the communications program. The answers varied. When he came to me, I simply told him I had always loved to write (this was the shortened version because we were short on time).

When I tell someone I've "always loved to write," that is definitely not an exaggeration. I mean sure, I had those childhood dreams of becoming things like a ballerina, and I even recall wanting to be an art teacher at one point; but I have ALWAYS wrote. Mom likes to tell the stories of traveling to tailgate at the Carolina football games and when time came to go into the stadium I had a bag full of pencils, crayons, and paper. These were not for coloring...I simply sat there and took notes on the game...who was winning and what inning, that kind of thing. As lame as it may sound, it all makes sense as to what God's plan has truly been in my life all along. I've never really wanted anything more than to write. When other kids were playing video games, I was writing stories on construction paper, drawing the illustrations, and binding books together out of ribbon or staples. It's what I loved. Mom says before I even really knew how to write, I was telling stories and begging her to write them down on paper for me so that I wouldn't lose the ideas.

So to answer my professors question...I've always loved to write and have never really had a choice as to what I needed to do. Writing is my passion and the one thing that I feel that I have to express myself. I feel truly blessed to have been given this opportunity of sharing words to whomever will listen.