Who I am

When I was a kid, I thought myself to be the best writer that I knew. Man was I wrong! I wasn't even close.

Is it not at that time that we think that we can take on the world or that we actually ARE the world??

Before we experience heartache and know what it is to be alive, we are untouchable. We are kings and queens of our own castles. We are awesome. Then one day we lose it all, we lose this confidence in our ability to fly and all of a sudden we doubt the very air that we breathe. Everything starts to have a price tag and our backs seem to have knives thrown at them and friendships become so disgusting that we wouldn't even feed it to our dogs.

Life!

We want so badly to experience and control it, but are we really in control? Are we in the driving seat of our own destiny (ies)? 

Hell-to-the-no!!

I know this because there is so much that we want and things that we feel we need, but don’t have, because not only are they not meant for us, they are just not part of the package. I believe each and every one of us comes into this world not only with a purpose but with something bigger to call their own. It is not something that we can trade, it is something that is part of us and no matter how rich or poor we are or how black or white, that thing will always be engraved in our being. We spend so much time trying to figure out what this “thing” is that we lose ourselves in the legacy left to us by our forefathers and we follow in their steps of dying without knowing the deepest and most important part of our being.

Dying before we know who we are!

Between 13 years and now I know a thing or two, things haven’t changed really. Some 13 year old kid is sitting at my desk in Mr Bohmke’s class; they are sleeping in my bed in room 13, enjoying the joys of being a prefect and is best friends with one of the wildest, nicest and most beautiful girls in the whole school. I guess the only difference is that I know what she doesn't know and she knows what I failed to know because I was busy knowing the things that are not as important as knowing who to be at a moment of uncertainty and change. I don’t want to die thinking that I have failed the 13 year old me by not becoming a writer. I want to die knowing that I made her proud by being the best that I can be and being happier than ever I could have been at 13.