What’s your dream job?
As a little girl, at 8 years of age, I sat in my closet to process the murder of my father. The news was beyond horrific for a child my age to understand nor even know how to recover emotionally from this incredible loss. I was a painfully shy child with no coping skills for trauma, loss or conflict. I hid in my closet to allow my grief to unfold. I was brokenhearted, with no where to dump my pain.
I fell asleep in my own tears. When I woke up, my hand had stumbled upon a pencil and my head on a spiral notebook. I pulled the light string to confirm what these items were. It was in that moment that my notebook became my best friend and confidant.
My journaling went from tear dripped pages to poetry, and expressive writing. Eventually, I joined my school newspaper and yearbook club. I continued to write my way out of or into every aspect of my life.
My dream job is to be a freelance writer for my faith, for others dreams that they cannot quite articulate themselves or scriptwriting for fictional stories or documentaries.
Writing saved my life. I want to write for the rest of my life so to captivate, inspire and teach others.
From the Depths of Kell 