Why I write
I was talking to a fellow blogger the other day about why we love to write. I’ve been a life-long scribbler and have books and books filled with random notes from when I was young. When the Internet arrived with blogs, I moved over because it was faster to type than to hand write (but I still keep a journal where I try to write about things I’m grateful for every few days).
I write because it’s therapeutic. I write because I need to get things off my mind and there’s no better way to clear out the noise than to find a way to write it down in a concise way. There’s nothing like reading through your own ramblings to unravel the knots and get to the heart of the matter. Then, every once in a long while, I get a note like the following:
I adore all of your posts because I think they are enlightening while always bringing it back to a human element, but this post has been the most impactful for me and I just want to thank you for putting that together.
If sharing my (sometimes deeply personal) thoughts can have even one meaningful impact on someone’s day then that’s even more reason to keep going at it. So thank you for the kind note, and I hope that you don’t mind that I’ve shared a part of it – I know you’re reading 🙂
Incidentally, this is someone who used to work for me early in my EA days. The following is probably one of the most rewarding emails I have ever received about work so thank you so much for taking the time to write such nice words!
PS: I’ve been a digital marketing manager, leading a team of 8, for almost 3 years now, and at least once a week I find myself asking “In this situation, what would Rita do?”. While it was just a few short months in 2007, you have definitely left an impression on me all these years later.