My dream job is to author non-fiction novels. Although it sounds strange to call that a job, it is a bucket list item that I’ve had ever since I was sixteen years old. I began writing my life story then and continued to, as life’s curve balls began to come at me from all sorts of directions. My mother’s death, another loved one’s death, a violent assault I experienced in college, unplanned pregnancy, and other experiences created a distorted picture in my head. I began asking all sorts of questions like “why me” or “I must not deserve better than this.” My expectations changed and I was constantly on a quest for why do bad things happen to good people. And now, eighteen years later, I thoroughly understand why at sixteen years old, the passion to write was incited. As a result of such unideal circumstances, situations, and experiences, only I could write the stories that only I could tell. And those stories was going to encourage someone else who thought the same things, “why me” or “I must not deserve better than this.” Things that had not exactly worked out the way I planned inevitably ended up blessing me and building my character.
I believe my journey and those in my life that I’ve witnessed has had great impact on my sphere of influence. Turning the negative into positive, and being confident that when the odds are stacked against you, to rise above and stand tall, is ultimately my novel’s muse. I’ve travelled the world since, beginning at age sixteen, and have spoken in rooms full of women in Uganda or Haiti, and have shared that despite anything, you can survive. And not merely survive, but pursue the dreams you may have bottled up, put on a shelf, or tucked under your pillow. I want to write my story and my mother’s story, that you can have and live out that dream and discover your purpose being realized. I’ve learned to think and dream big. I’ve learned to pray big prayers and have walked through the other side of them being answered.
Somehow putting words on paper is therapeutic in a sense. It motivates me, inspires and encourages me. I’m able to examine and reflect on the happy accidents in life that ended up fueling determination, hard work, dedication, and commitment. During my years studying to receive my Bachelor’s degree in Civil Engineering Technology, more curve balls. I understand why any dream job isn’t really a job. The journey that I’ve been on has created persistence and faith to pursue what I was born to do. For all of us, there is an instinct we are born with to do something that seems so big, that if we said it out loud, people might laugh. But deep down, there is also a confidence that that dream is tangible, only to us. That is why it’s called a dream.