Why I Write

I originally posted this a few years back. Edited.

Last night I was having a discussion with a fellow blogger who was feeling discouraged with his writing. While trying to encourage my friend, I explained to him the most important and meaningful reason of why I write.

I write for my kids.

I write from my heart. Often, it’s raw and impulsive. But with every post, it is my wish that my kids might understand me just a little bit better. When I am gone, my words, thoughts, and feelings will live on. Maybe they will still feel my love, find encouragement, and receive advice when I am no longer able to give it to them verbally.

It is my wish that my grandchildren will know Grandma better too. I hope they will find encouragement from me as they travel through their own life filled with highs and lows. This is what I wish I had had with my parents and grandparents…a more intimate connection with them through a better knowledge of them.

So when I write, not only do I write to clear my head, or to encourage others, but I do it for my kids. I don’t have a ton of money to leave them or some of the finer things in life. But what I do have is the gift of me through my words. I’m not perfect or amazing or anything special. But I am their mom. And maybe my writing is perhaps better than the material possessions I do have, including my skunk collection. 🦨

Writing is my legacy. It’s what I truly treasure.

♥️

Andi