Who am I?

My mother had a poem published in her twenties.  As children, we like to emulate our parents, so I started writing really stupid poems as a child.  I’m pretty sure I no longer have copies of these, so don’t ask.
When I was maybe a freshman in high school I started writing more serious poems, but not for any reason other than that I liked to.  I never thought about sharing them or publishing anything, it was just something I did.  I never even thought of it as strange.
My senior year of high school we did a poetry unit in my AP English class.  It was the easiest thing I had ever done.  My teacher fell in love with what I wrote.  He encouraged me; my voice in reading, my pen in writing.
When I started college, being a writer was the last thing on my mind.  But I was writing music, a lot.  By my second year, my poetry started to pick up, as my mind started to fail.  I had a bit of a mental break down, but realized my calling as a writer.  I slowly fell in love with spoken word poetry as a result.  My junior year of college a spoken word artist came to speak in chapel at my school.  It was then that God ignited a new fire in me.  I didn’t know what I was doing, or how I was going to get anywhere with this, but I knew that I loved it and that I was made to do it.
Fast forward to the last few years, I have been working a regular job in a resort town and traveling and writing.  Because I now live in the middle of nowhere, I haven’t gotten to go to any poetry clubs, and I’ve been too busy to film.  Yet, I’ve travelled, I’ve been heard, and soon I’ll be published in a collection with a bunch of other amazing poets.  And I realize that I’m so young, I have my whole life ahead of me to make a living doing what I love.  Right now, what if I just keep on living?
I’m making life an adventure, but I try to keep what I say real.  I’m not perfect.  I love God, he loves me, and I do my best to follow him.  But that doesn’t mean that I don’t experience pain.  And when I do, I’m going to write about it.  I fall in love.  I run, I drive, I snowboard, I take photos.  I have fun.  And that’s all.

One thought on “Who am I?

  1. I’m happy to hear people living their lives with “some definition” of what they enjoy , life don’t end as a child of God it just begins , God bless you Thoughout every experience that needs context here and now and when your present with other people.

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