Heather Johnson A new writer rediscovering a forgotten dream

My journey with writing actually began when I was a really young girl. My favorite hang out was the local library. They had just added a computer room and one day they let me get on to play a game. I didn’t play a game I opened Microsoft word and started hitting keys. I was instantly hooked.

I started going daily, I got an hour of computer time and I wrote short stories the whole time. I’ve always had really big thoughts to say I’m an over thinker is an understatement. Typing along on that keyboard was such a magical escape for me. I didn’t even realize the skills I was developing.

A surprising discovery in a time of grief

My grandpa passed away, I was absolutely crushed. But I decided I was going to speak at his funeral so I wrote what I thought wss a little sweet goodbye to him. When the time came for me to read I was an emotional wreck and was in no shape to get up and read. So my great uncle read it for me. There wasn’t a dry eye in the house after that.

I had everyone complimenting me on my beautiful words. Telling me that mine should have been the eulogy. That’s the first day I really thought of myself as a writer. It was incredible to see people reacting and connecting to words I wrote. I never wanted that feeling to end.

But as it always does life moved on and as it did I got further away from writing. I lost connection to my dream. I’ve spent a lot of years searching for a career to fulfill me but nothing makes me feel the passion and excitement that writing does.

That’a just the beginning of my journey. There is still a lot to come. There’s power in rediscovering a forgotten dream.