I often wonder if anyone else wonders why I write so much. In case you do or in case you’re just bored, I’ll tell you why!
Simply put, I write because I absolutely LOVE it. It makes me feel good. It helps me deal with things and process them.
Writing is my Passion.

I’ve always been a writer. I have taken breaks, but mostly always write something. Poetry, blogs, journals, anything really. I have a Love for the written word. I love words. I love books. I love writing everything on my mind all the time. I prefer physically writing things down, but am not so used to it anymore so my hand cramps. I write a lot on my phone and computer now, it’s faster anyways, so that’s nice.
I am an overanalyzer and I feel I come to the best conclusions for myself, my life, and my children when I think things through several times over. Often when one decides something too soon after getting information, the decision is a reaction rather than a decision and I like to be sure I am 100% before I decide to do or not do something. In order to help myself in my thinking process, I write things down. I will grab a piece of paper, notebook, computer, phone, or scrap paper and start what I call free writing my thoughts. I don’t think about it, I just write. Then, I read my thoughts and organize them further, also writing them down again and thinking through them as I do so. Sometimes, I feel like I want to share my thoughts in a blog. As I translate the thoughts again, the words morph and sometimes the thoughts change again. Sometimes, I keep them in a journal. Sometimes, I throw them away. Sometimes, I send them to a person I want to share my thoughts with. When I know I have written about something before, I go back and I read my thoughts again if the subject ever comes up. Again, it helps me process things even if my feelings on the matter have changed since I wrote about it last. No matter what I do with my words, I always feel better after writing them down. It’s simply the way my mind works. Plus, I feel I can be super awkward in person and talking. I say a lot of what immediately comes to my mind and I would rather have time to decide if what I am projecting into the universe is really what I want to be projecting.
{That process sounds time consuming and exhausting, but for me it is not. I have almost always done things this way and I really do have time for other things, I swear, Lol.}
How did I find my passion?
Throughout 2019 as my world changed entirely due to the death of my husband, I made several huge changes On Purpose. I got Sober. I Moved. I Removed a lot of toxic, negative people from my life. I found myself trying to find out who I really am instead of all of my labels and I took a lot of time to do so.
First, I eliminated all the negative out of my life. Second, I added a lot of Intentional Positivity. Affirmations, meditations, books, people, thoughts, music, podcasts. I had such a strong desire to find my passion, my purpose in life, but I had always felt that desire and never thought I had found my true passion or gift. I really dug deep for a long, long time. I spent a lot of time by myself figuring me out. Who I really am.
What makes me happy? ~Helping people~
What do I love to do? ~Write~
In the past, I always tried to think of what I most liked to do and how to make a living from it. “That’s when I will be the happiest,” I thought. That is what society kind of teaches us. Or at least that was my interpretation of what I thought society was telling me other than get a job, do the things, live your life and then you die.
“Do what you love and you’ll never work a day in your life” Right?
This time, I decided I don’t care about the money. I want to help people. I want to write. I started writing more. I started my blog back up. Hopefully I am helping people through my writing. If not, I do my best to help people in other ways as much as possible. I write because I love it and it makes me feel good. I write my blogs and share them. I often write lengthy social media posts and share those too. I free write thoughts on certain situations that I don’t share with anyone. I journal and spill all of my thoughts into a book no one is ever intended to read. Recently, I’ve even thought about trying out poetry again. I don’t write for money (I make no money off of this). I write for me and for you.
I once heard there are 2 Most Important Days in a person’s life…
1. The day you are born.
2. The day you find your gift.
I found my passion in writing.
I hope you find yours too.
MAKE GOOD CHOICES.
~Love & Light, Sarah