When I was in high school I just knew that I was going to be a writer. That my world would consist of me sitting on a dock at the high of noon, watching the waves create a rhythm of life: as I write. My pen would hit the paper and create words, articles, stories, for everyone to enjoy. I just knew that I would be sitting in solace enjoying the company of my pen, the love of my paper, and the endearment of my words to make it through the day. Yet, things changed. I graduated school and followed a path that was necessary for survival rather than one that my heart desired. So now, I lie at my own cross roads and wait for an answer. The result and conclusion, is to do what I have to do while, while I have to do it. Then, do what I want to do as long as I possibly can. The phrase “the only thing constant in life is change,” and “time doesn’t wait for anyone” constantly rings in my ears and awakens me from this solemn slumber of repetition. Life at times can be redundant. Yet, as we all awaken and go to work, pick up the kids, come home, cook dinner, help with homework, unwind for the night and start is all again the next day, nothing ever seems out of the ordinary (in a good way). Whatever happened to expectation, or the desire to want change? Whatever happened to us being the change that we want to see in the world? As this New Year rests on our being, why not take the time to reinvent you? Recreate the person you may not have been for years, or do something that you have always wanted to do. I have decided too.
And this is my reinvention. Not allowing any obstacle or self doubt to pull me away from the dream that still awakens me with ideas; the dream that still breathes inside of me; the dream that is burning my pen and causing my paper to set a flame. This dream has been reused and recycled, set to new standards, yet it remains. It is my dream. My reality. One that cannot be changed or hindered; one that cannot be diminished or negotiated. This is it. This is the reinvention of me.
~Tierra Fernandez