These are the last ones I’ll post. The flood is over, haha. I just wanted to take a minute to say how thankful I am. I’m thankful to you guys. I’m thankful for this love. I’m thankful for my ability to embrace change. I really believe that it’s always darkest before the dawn. Scarlet and Bobby were my sunrise.
“I am grateful to have been loved and to be loved now and to be able to love, because that liberates.” - Maya Angelou
Way back in college (okay, where “way back” is defined as 5 years ago) I, in a perhaps unsurprising move considering I was studying Creative Writing, had a writing class. And like most college writing classes, on the first day we were all split into a class writing group by the professor.
We circled up. We each awkwardly eyed the other. Some looked at the floor. And then–
“Hi, my name is Paul.”
And so our little group was born.
And we persisted throughout the quarter, writing away, talking about the finer points of books like Robinson Crusoe and Wide Sargasso Sea. And, as it so happens, like a miniature version of an episode of Community we all began to know each other a little better.
One time, Paul and I got to talking.
“So, what do you want to do after college, Gavin?”
“Design Magic cards mostly - but the odds of me getting that job are so low. Writing, mostly. As long as I can write, I’ll be happy.
“Me too. You know, I’ve always wanted to publish a novel. I’m writing it right now, but I’m not sure if it’s any good. Maybe I’ll try to finish it some day. Follow your dreams, right?” He laughed. “I tell you what: I’ll follow my dreams, and you should too.”
The class finished. Weeks passed. College ended.
I, indeed, followed my dreams and started to make Magic cards.
Casual classroom acquaintances who met up on Thursdays during lunch faded into Facebook friends you messaged every now and then. Then those slowly became that group of Facebook friends that your newsfeed drowns out and they begin to exist as people you remember rather than people that are.
And Paul disappeared.
Until last week.
I received a message from him.
These were the first eight words staring back at me:
“Hi Gavin! I recently got my first novel published…”
He had done it.
He had published his book with a publisher. It was actually coming out. And better yet, it was going to be the first of a series!
I was making Magic cards. And he was writing the books he always wanted to
Seeing this now is like seeing the amalgamation of work, hope and dreams. Of tireless effort. It makes my heart smile just thinking about seeing the full cycle of this happen. We live in a wondrous age where you can work so hard to do something and really see it pay off.
So go out there. Find what you really want to do. And truly write your future.