Normally people would complain when they got sick. I almost did that last week when I didn’t feel well, went to the doctor and she told me I had to endure 2 whole weeks of bed rest and had soft diet (which means big N-O to spicy food—bummer).
As hard as it was, I could go on with the soft diet. But I simply couldn’t bear the thought of lying in bed, doing nothing. So I took my laptop, started browsing and checking my emails, Twitter, Facebook, oh all the usual. Until one day when I was on Twitter my dear friend Catherine asked me a simple question – “Ella, do you write, ever?” BAM!!! It hit me! Like lightning! Suddenly I felt like something dragged me to the past (kind of like the Ghost of Christmas Past type of experience from Dickens’ “A Christmas Carol”, but less scary) and it made me saw the thing I was so passionate about that was long forgotten: writing.
When I was in junior high I wanted to be a journalist. I even took journalism class at school and we had these tasks and essays, and I was always so eager to do all of them. I remember my teacher, Mr. Thomas, said I had talent. As I grew up I wrote many things from poems, short stories to something similar to a mini-movie script. Yet I kept it hidden. Until our family had to move and all my writings were scattered. Gone. And later on, totally forgotten.
I never think about writing again…until Catherine asked me that profound question. I believe it wasn’t a coincidence—as a matter of fact I’ve never been a believer of coincidences. I believe everything happens for a reason, that there’s a purpose behind everything. That’s why I also believe God included my best friends from MVBClub to remind me of my love of writing—they talked to me about it a couple of months ago, but I didn’t do anything. Honestly I was too scared to try again…but then I realized you can’t waste a God-given talent and you can’t hold down something you actually love doing. Well, I did. But I won’t do it again.
Those days of being sick and staying in bed have turned into a huge blessing for me, because I had time to write again. I don’t know what I’m going to write in the future, but I know I WANT TO. I think, for now, it doesn’t matter what I will write; what matters is that I AM writing again. And to me, that’s something.
So…thank you God. Thank you MVBClub – Deidre, Susan, Jane, Antonia, Robert, Brad and Annie. Thank you Catherine.
[March 9, 2012]