Wow. I am a writer and I’m claiming it! How about you? What’s your name and what do you do? 🙂 Share them in the comments below! 🙂
My name is Rose. I am a Writer.
Back when I was in elementary school, I remember how I prefer to answer essay-type exams. They were not easy but I liked that I’ll never get ZERO for sharing my own opinion. There is no wrong opinion, right?
Though I don’t always provide the perfect response, the way I write my essays has often convinced some teachers that I had an idea, that I knew what I was talking about. But really, I just played with words. (Mga char2x ba. haha)
When I was in my teenage years, I remember how I enjoyed writing personal journals and letters. I’ll never forget that awkward night my mother read one of my journals. I got so mad I almost didn’t want to talk to her forever. Haha
(OMG, those times! Mama sad oy! hihi)
In high school, I remember I wrote a “future letter” to my older sister. (Hi Frenship!) Future letters are personal letters you intend to give to someone in the future, when the right time comes. I first read it from our school publication. (Try it!)
For my sister, I wrote a “graduation letter” where I congratulated her for finishing college. I said how amazing our “future letter” experiment would be, by the the time she reads my letter. It was long but all I remember was I wrote something like, “I don’t know what’s gonna happen or what our life would be like in the future, maybe we’ll have kids or what, but I hope we can keep our close bond and still go out together to drink and attend concert gigs by then”. (OHMY, I CAN’T BELIEVE I SAY THOSE THINGS IN HIGH SCHOOL!!! haha :P)
Well, guess what. We are already in the future of the past. We both have two kids, we kept our bond closer, and we now hang out together with our kids. BUT she is yet to finish college. That means she hasn’t read my letter yet and it is still kept inside my closet. YEP, FOR REAL! Geeeeeez I guess I have to remind her about that. Haha.
Anyway, back to writing.
Now, with the rise of advanced technology, my writing has gone digital as well. Today, I’ve been writing online for more than 5 years now. Before I started blogging, I used to write online notes. Then I began to blog in 2010 when I had my daughter. Having my first baby was such a huge celebration that I cannot afford not to write about. Then in 2013, my son was born with medical conditions. It was a very difficult road but writing helped me get through those painful days.
Through celebrations and crisis, writing has been my best friend.
Today, I am still writing. Sometimes, I write for my blog, but mostly, I write on paper for myself. Tomorrow, I know I will still write.
At this time, I wrote a short poem. I wrote that I AM A WRITER.
MY NAME IS ROSE. I AM A WRITER.
All my life, I am writing.
I write to live. I live to write.
When there comes a day that I am not writing,
That’s the day that I will stop living.
And when the time comes that I can no longer write,
I wish that all I have written, will be alright.
I hope that when people remember me,
It’s my words that they will see.
I pray that my writings will live longer, if not forever,
And my tomb will say that I was a writer.
I don’t have any published books yet,
But that’s a dream I have already set.
So if you ask my name and what I do,
My pleasure to introduce myself to you.
Let me whisper softly in your ear,
My name is Rose. I am a Writer.
Cheers to claiming ourselves as writers,
This post is inspired by this cool guy, a real writer, Jeff Goins. <—Check out his video.