It was just in the last year or two that, thanks to the advice of Jeff Goins I was able to finally admit that I was a writer.
Which was a super hard thing to do - even though I had a weekly column in our local newspaper,
and was a regular contributor to a women's ministry website,
and was asked to coauthor a memoir,
But I did. I took the very scary leap from begrudgingly, sheepishly admitting I like to piddle with words to "Yes, I'm a writer."
And for anyone who's ever longed
to write, you know that is a very scary admission.
But I did it. And I'm a writer.