Intentionally Me

I love to write.

I love to get all of my thoughts down on paper, the happy, confused, sad, exciting ones, and anything in between. I've been doing it for as long as I can remember. I think my first debut was writing an "I hate you letter" to my dad when I was 7. I didn't hate him at all, he just wouldn't let me get new barbies and I had a lot to say about it.

Writing has helped me navigate every challenge in this life. I'm not sure how, but when I write things down they all make sense. Unlike when I say things out loud. When I'm writing I don't feel the need to over explain, I can erase or backspace what I didn't mean, and my paper and pencil don't judge me for the thoughts that don't quite align.

I feel things deeply. Which is why sometimes the only space equipped to contain those feelings is my journal. My journal won't say I'm being dramatic for crying over the guy I barely even know or that my attitude is less-than-stellar after a rough day.

In a world where I could be anything, I'd tell you I wanted to be understood. Little did I know, the act of putting pen to paper would become the bridge to understanding, the space where I am fully heard and embraced.

I love deeply. First impressions carry a lot of weight in my world, as I believe they signal the potential impact someone might have on my life. Once I decide to invite someone in and care for them, I wholeheartedly invest myself in every moment of that connection.

The thing they don't tell you about putting your whole heart into something, is how irreparable it feels when things go south. The intensity of those big feelings, coupled with sensitivity, creates a perfect storm of emotional turbulence. And I'm left with God and my journal. The two who truly & undeniably get me.

I've often expressed wanting to make a difference in the world, to create a lasting impression, one that is talked about long after I'm gone. I always thought in order to do that, everyone would have to understand exactly who I am. My perspective has shifted though. I now recognize that comprehending a person entirely would take a lifetime and profound study. The beauty lies in discovering where a person feels understood and who contributes to that sense of understanding. We're all on our own unique journey, but how we navigate our individual paths is the true narrative.

So while you are writing your thoughts down and telling this story of who you are, write it larger and more exquisite. Infuse intention in your storytelling.

Be intentionally you.