Many years ago a dream of writing was birthed within my heart and mind. This dream grew roots and firmly planted itself within me. While I was unaware of this growth for quite some time, it eventually grew into a mighty oak. I could no longer ignore it, for its great trunk stood boldly inside and its tenacious arms wrapped around my heart.
I embraced this writing aspiration. My love affair with words had long exceeded this dream. Yet with this acceptance came fear, self-doubt, trepidation and vulnerability. Can I do it justice? Will I reach my goals? Do I have what it takes?
Overcoming "self" is the greatest accomplishment I have achieved so far. Reclaiming myself and my desires and dreams has been by far the sweetest victory yet. Knowing that I can do anything I set my mind to is enough to give me courage to continue pushing forward.