I want to be a journalist when I grow up...

People always ask me why I want to be a journalist. I pause and think for a moment, usually with a "uhh..." Or "I don't know". Then I'll say because I love writing stories and then I'll quickly change the question because I didn't have an answer I believed would actually satisfy the individual probing. 

Well today something clicked. I believe we ALWAYS have the answers inside of us. How far they may be buried is a completely different story but today the answer to this particular question floated to my conscious level and I felt a burning in my heart that had been missing for awhile. 

Journalism ignites this passion within me because, well...I hate talking about myself. If you know me in the slightest, you know if you ask me a question, I'll answer it very quickly and maybe not even fully, then I'll very quickly turn the question or multiple questions right back to you. I love learning other people stories and I feel we as humans have so much to learn from the stories and experiences of others. They happen to us to create who we are after all. Today I realized how inspired and enlightened I feel after I  learn about an individual's past and the journey they have been on to get where they are right now in this moment. I realized the strength and skill I have at asking the deep questions that can bring emotions to the surface level which can help that individual learn more about who they are as a person and the strength and endurance that lives inside of them.

Now I realize I sound like I describing the job of a therapist, and I've thought about that occupation many times, believe me. But I have just have this passion for learning about individuals and their stories and wanting the world to see who they are after the mountain they have climbed. Journalism (in a positive light) is an opportunity for many, many lives to be touched. 

Robin Roberts story has personally touched my life. If you are unfamiliar with it, go here. Robin's strength and optimism inspires me in multiple ways. When I'm struggling or going through a rough patch, I think of her and how she was able to overcome her weeks and months with no sunlight. I want stories to be told. I want to ask the deep questions and inspire others. I want to change the world through the simple and profound stories. I want the words I write on a page to touch others. 

I only write these words because I had the coolest experience today that made me feel as if I was living me dream, these ah-ha moments just kept rising to my conscious level. Some of the reasons I'm not going to write out at the moment, and to be honest I'm still discovering a few.

If you get anything out of this post, just please trust what you feel to be right for you. After praying about something but still not having the WHY of what you feel you need to do, TRUST it and in the right and perfect timing, it will be the Spirit that reveals the answers to you. But don't give up, keep at what you feel to be right in your heart after speaking to Heavenly Father about it.