I miss writing.
It wasn’t till college that I learned to take some of the most vulnerable parts of my heart and put them on paper. And it wasn’t till the very end of college when I began freelancing here and there that I actually began to call myself a writer.
And now, well, I don’t write for a living. Though one day I would love to spend all my time with a cup of coffee in one hand and a pen in the other, tucked up somewhere with a beautiful view and lots and lots of pillows, that day is not today.
But I am very thankful that opportunities continue to present themselves. Recently I had the privilege to write a blog post and take photos for The Martin Agency’s blog about “Take Our Sons and Daughters to Work Day”, which you can check out here.
Also, a few months ago (you may even remember when I was pitched this story) I wrote a personal essay for PineStraw Magazine about my journey from graduation day till I ended up at The Martin Agency.
The story ends with my being a sub front desk receptionist. I’m happy to say that in February (right before the story was published, after it was sent to print) I was given a full-time position in the Operations department.
You may read my essay here.
All little things. But good, really really good things.