I became a writer

Been gone for a minute...now I'm back...with the jump-off...😂😂😂

Anyway... Done with the corniness. Something very odd happened to me on my way into my 30s. Leaving my 20s, I was what I had set out to become with my vision at the age of 6...a lawyer. 

I wasn't exactly the kind of lawyer I thought I would be. I mean, my desire was to become the female version of Thurgood Marshall, fighting for the civil rights and equality of people. 

In law school, I sat at the learning table of a civil rights legend, whose stories of how he made it over, never losing a Supreme Court case, kept the fire for justice burning within me...

After one federal discrimination case, I realized I would more than likely starve to death before making tremendous changes...I like to accomplish goals quickly, and civil rights is a slow moving beast...though the sacrifice is definitely worth it. 

So, I decided that another way to help people was through family law, and for several years, I have. Along the way, I began writing a relationship column...and then this blog...and then content for a radio personality...and then I was interviewing celebrities...and making guest appearances on radio shows and podcasts...

All the while, I was still an attorney who happened to write.

And then I published a book that I've been working on since before this blog. Yet, I never really promoted it like I should have...and then I started writing for a big time entertainment company's website 

Then family law became a burden...it was difficult to see resolution and oftentimes, people were left emotionally drained, heartbroken and angered by the court process...even when we "won." There's really no winning when a family is divided. So, I asked myself if court practice was helping anyone...

And then, I took time off from court, but not from helping people. I volunteered more...and it was at one volunteering event that I met a brilliant seventh grader, whose family life and living situation was a little tumultuous. That seventh grader inspired me and reminded me why I do what I do. For other brilliant children who may not grow up in the best circumstances, I fight to change those circumstances.

I intervene in broken families and broken relationships to help heal wounds and settle differences. I wrote this blog to close the gap between the sexes, I mean God didn't allow me to grow up as a tomboy for nothing. I write a relationship column to give people a place to find positive answers and solutions to relationship struggles and to help them see another way. 

What the seventh grader reminded me was: you can be more than one thing. That reminder actually came through my advice to her. She wanted to be an educator OR work in the beauty industry. So as I told her that she didn't have to choose, it was a reminder to myself. 

I've tried tirelessly to keep my two careers separate, and after six years of fighting being a writer...and fighting to continue being an attorney... I became a writer.

It was never my desire. I didn't go to school for it. I've learned by doing. So I actually write stuff that people read...and but for an English concentration in college, I had no professional training.

I've seen stuff I've penned posted side by side with "real writers." 

So now...here I am...a lawyer and a writer. I finally realized that both careers are useful in my ultimate goal: helping people have healthier relationships, and solving problems.