Uncovering your passions
You know, I didn’t even uncover my love for writing until I started college. How crazy is that? Sure, growing up, I enjoyed words and marveled at linguistics, but did I have a passion for writing and think I would ever be a blogger? Not at all.
As a child, I was horrible at math and decent at language arts. I even won an award in fourth grade for writing something about my Grandpa and his cancer. Past that, there were no trophies in language arts to be found, only from the basketball court. You see, I had a passion for the game of basketball ever since I was a little kid. I even wrote a poem on it in a creative writing class in college. The game has always stuck with me.
My love of writing, however, was uncovered many years later. I wasn’t in advanced English classes, and I didn’t have the highest scores on our standardized test, known as the FCAT. It wasn’t until many, many years later, that I would find a love for words and writing.
After graduating from high school, I had no idea what I wanted to do. What I did know was what I didn’t want to do, and that was going to college. Grade school up until high school was mostly dreadful for me. There were some good days, but I always felt destined for more.
After high school, I didn’t just take a gap year. I took gap years. There I was, 20-years-old with absolutely no plan, no purpose, no nothing. My parents grew weary of my inaction and made me get a job. So I applied, applied, and applied until finally, someone gave me a chance. I would work at this job for over four and a half years, and during that time, I found out a few things about myself.
My parents and grandparents always encouraged me to go to college growing up. Looking back on it, I partly wish I would have gone straight out of high school. Yet, now that I am older, I am so very thankful for the way things worked out and have a sense of gratitude. It’s because my parents are older and I got to spend a lot of time with them every day after I graduated. If I had gone to college full time, there was no way I would have seen them as much. It meant the world to me because I love my parents more than anything.
While I was at this job I got after high school, my supervisor at the time also encouraged me to attend college. It wasn’t until after I noticed a constant theme from everyone getting promoted around me that I made my decision. They all had one thing in common, college degrees. Being the opportunist I am, I decided to embark on a journey in higher education, and boy am I glad I did.
So I enrolled in a local state college in my area and began taking classes. One of the very first classes I took was English composition. I didn’t know it at the time, but this course and the one I took after it, called writing about non-fiction, would uncover my passion for writing. For the first time in my academic career, I could write about the topic of my choice.
You know when you’re younger, you’re always given a subject matter. In this scenario, the length of the paper and formatting were the only requirements. Everything else was up to me to figure out, and I loved it. I embraced the challenge and started writing about things that mattered to me, like sports, music, and the environment.
It’s where my love for writing truly began. Nearly four years since then, and I love writing more than ever. Through those years, I took even more writing classes and fine-tuned my craft. I learned from many great professors and, through various research and efforts, have made my writing better and, most importantly, my own.
Writing is a passion of mine I uncovered after over 20 years on this earth. Honestly, you never know where life will take you, but there are always exciting and potentially life-changing things to be unearthed. Take me, for example, I blog all of the time now and couldn’t be happier doing it. It’s important to remember that by trying new things, even if you don’t want to like me, you give yourself the best opportunity to grow and uncover what your passions are.