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Why I Write

 
 
I want to share with everyone, the reasons that I write this blog. 

The first reason I am doing this, is that I have always wanted to be a writer, but never felt like I had a story to tell.  Now, it may not be a story that I am telling, but I feel like I am writing for a purpose.
 
Secondly, I want to feel like I make a difference in the world, even if it is only to one person.  I want to have a purpose, other than my job.  I have a good job.  I'm a real estate closer, and I am good at what I do.  Still, other than my boss and the other employees, it is a thankless job.  It's not rewarding.  What I do, does not make a difference in anyone's life on a personal level.  The clients barely know that I exist, unless they need something from me.  That's just the nature of this business - not of my place of employment.

Probably the most important reason that I write this blog, is this.  I see posts from people on Connect and Facebook, in which is seems like the person posting, has hit rock bottom, or is close to it.  It may just be my perception of the post, but I see a person that is calling out for help.  Maybe they just want someone to be there for them, if only to listen.  Maybe they don't want to feel "alone" in what they are going through.  Alone is a very hard place to be.  Others do respond to these posts.  "It will be ok."  "You can do it."  Responses like this are very well-intentioned, but may not be what the person needs to hear, or read, in order to feel better about their situation.  Maybe it takes someone taking the extra step, and giving a little bit of themselves, to make a difference.

A few years ago I made one of those cryptic posts that I am speaking of.  I was going through a very difficult time in my life.  If I remember correctly, and I may be wrong, I posted the words to a song.  "Jesus take the wheel.  Take it from my hands, cause I can't do this on my own."  Someone reached out to me.  It was someone that I had met, but also someone that I would never have expected to respond and reach out.  He told me that it sounded like I needed a friend, and offered to get together to talk.  To this day, I still cannot express how much that gesture meant to me.  It did make a difference in my life.


I have reached out to complete strangers on a couple of posts of this nature.  I hope I have, and I feel that I have, made a difference to these people.  We have chatted, and I have offered to be there just to listen - and I am sincerely offering this.  It is a simple gesture that can truly make a difference to someone. 
Again, my main reason for writing this blog is just that I want to make a difference, even if it is only to one person, or two.

I can't reach out to everyone personally.  It is just not humanly possible.  I write to inspire people, to give them words of encouragement, to give them a few positive words for their day.  Maybe what I have written will be just what someone needs to see on that day.  If it is, then I have succeeded, and I have made a difference to that person.
 
**If you like this post, please feel free to share it, or to share the link to the blog!  It is with your help that I may reach, and inspire others!  I welcome comments!  I welcome suggestions!  If you wish to contact me privately, email me at lisaspointofview@gmail.com .
Thank you for your support !


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