We are, and always remain, who we are. That may sound
like an obvious statement, but many people spend many hours trying to
manufacture themselves into someone else, and can’t figure out at the end of
the day why they’re so unhappy.
I had a shop teacher in High School who used a
screwdriver for every job, whether he needed a hammer, drill, pliers, etc: the
end result was no very good unless it was used as a screwdriver.
How many family relationships have been lost because a
son, a daughter, a brother wasn’t doing with their life what someone else
thought they should? How many marriages have self-destructed because one or
both partners were trying to make the other into what they thought they should
be?
I grew up on a farm; I have done farm work, but never
considered myself a farmer. I have been a realtor, a welder-fabricator, a dj. I
also have a degree in forensic science, but at my core, I never considered
myself any of those things. I am a writer. I don’t write because I am a writer,
I am a writer because if I don’t get my thoughts, my ideas, my stories down on
paper I can’t sleep, I can’t eat: I can’t be.
Are you doing and being what you are supposed to be? Only
you can know that. There is only one person in the history of ever who can be
you and if you are not true to yourself, that uniqueness will be lost forever.
I am a writer. What are you?
