Gifts can come in many sizes and shapes. They are especially popular during the Christmas season because it is the time of the year for giving. In terms of giving, I mean the time of the year to give back to those who appreciate and love you. To me, there is nothing better than seeing the gleaming eyes and joyful expression when someone opens what I have given them! It really is a feeling that is difficult to describe in another way besides joyful. As an independent writer, when I think of the word gift, I relate it to my talent. My disability makes normal mobility a bit challenging for me, so every day, I wake up thanking God that he blessed me with the gift of writing. It is absolutely something I have an undying passion for. Writing has been the kindest gift I could have ever received. Becoming published has granted the ability for others to see and enjoy my writing. It always makes me smile and gives me an extra boost when someone compliments my work. There is no better feeling. I am a college educated woman. I have a degree in social work. There are so many outlets I could have gone to with a degree like that, helping all sorts of families and people from every walk of life. By the time I completed school, I realized that social work was not really where my heart was leading me. Instead, I like to think that I use my social work skills obtained from school to remind people that they’re worthy using my words. In a combative and relentless world, this is very important.
We are all humans with a unique purpose, but in the hustle and bustle of the world, it is easy to forget how much we matter and mean to others. We often tend to lose our identities in business reports and deadlines for work. We all try the best we can to live up to our purpose, but sometimes, we fall short. This is no fault of our own. Sometimes, pressure can take over and make you believe even the wildest misconceptions about yourself. It is almost as if the devil takes over on our busiest days and tries to make us believe what we have protected ourselves from and have worked so hard to stray away from.
We are often like puzzles. Sometimes, life makes sense and fits together perfectly. In other instances, no matter what we do, we cannot seem to find where we fit. I believe it is my duty as a self-, made writer to help others piece together their lives to make it more enriching and fulfilled. I know that I am not perfect, and sometimes, my attempt to help others may fail. What matters most is how I use my God Given gift to rise again. It is not how you fall but how you refuse to quit and always dust yourself off.
I am also extremely thankful that my gift is something I always carry with me. It is not something that you can buy, but rather, something that others can benefit and learn from. My ability to write is indeed my most treasured trait, and a gift I will always give thanks for.