- Posted June 10, 2014 by
New Hampton, New Hampshire
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The most expensive thing I ever bought
THE PRICE TAG OF A LIFE LONG DREAM
I always dreamed of becoming a writer ever since first grade, but my desire to write was kept on hold while other responsibilities took control of my life. After my home was severely damaged by a tornado on July 24, 2008 and my family lost most of its belongings including pictures and memorabilia to flood damage, I had trouble accepting reality. In my mind, I kept envisioning my home, the forest, and the animal habitats destroyed by an act of God and I kept hearing a moose bellowing for her baby killed by a tree in our backyard. I was normally a faithful person, but I knew my inner spirit died that day and I desperately needed a way to rejuvenate my love of life and not blame God for my misfortune.
Instead of continuing my self-pity party, I decided to turn my grief into a learning experience and sought to go after my dream. I started writing down my feelings during the dark of night when the house was quiet and everyone was asleep. My writing was rough, but I used the time to cry on my own shoulder and release some negative energy that was drowning my spirit. After a few days, I looked forward to my nightly rendezvous with my computer. I felt a heavy burden lift from inside me, and I knew I needed to write in order to heal. Writing was therapeutic for me.
My husband suggested I return to college and pursue a degree in creative writing, but I had my doubts. Besides the obvious financial burden, I was quite a lot older than most college-bound students. I was also concerned whether or not I would be accepted into a master’s program, let alone be able to keep up with younger students and achieve. I knew I had many valid concerns, but I also knew that if it was right, God would allow it to happen. I not only was accepted into a masters degree program, but I graduated salutatorian of my class with a 4.0 grade point average. Returning to college at my age was expensive, but I can’t put a price on my renewed spirit. Even though my education is the most expensive thing I have ever purchased for myself, I know I am blessed with opportunities because of my education.
Inspire someone, even if that someone is you. Many believe some dreams are impossible, but dreamers believe the impossible just takes a little longer.
- My life