When I was younger, I aggressively pursued my career … believing that the things I did (and the money I brought home) would make a significant difference to the world and my family.
My children up until this day, still have difficulty understanding what I did as an accountant. They’re not even interested.
It is not from the lack of explanations, trust me.
Yet, from the moment I decided to start writing, they have taken an active interest in my creative thought process from wanting to understand the story, giving their opinions on my book covers to actively proclaiming to the whole wide world their mom is an author (and no, I’ve never let them read my books. They need to grow up first!)
I never got that kind of enthusiasm when I was working as an accountant.
And now, my eldest has overcome her fear of writing and decided she likes to come up with stories too. She wrote one for her teachers as a Christmas present. My youngest sits in my lap and asks me to read what I wrote for her that day. She questions the main idea of the story and actually makes an awesome editor (surprisingly for a seven year old – Maybe she sees things so much clearer than this jaded old soul).
Definitely not what I was expecting when I first embarked on my writing adventure. So now, I have to write something for them too …
Who knows what lies beyond the horizon … but at least we’re doing it together ❤
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