For some reason this time of year always sends me floating back through my past. You can imagine the cringe-worthy images those thoughts conjure up. Although strolling down memory lane can reveal embarrassing moments and things you wouldn’t want your present colleagues and family members to know about, it can also be cathartic. I look through my journals both print and digital and see myself as a girl, flourishing into a woman.
More than that, I’ve seen myself grow as a writer. Through my past relationships and heartbreaks, I’ve learned not only life lessons, but how to convey them to a larger audience. I can pull the humor out of awkward romantic fumbles, and the best scenes out of love gone terribly wrong.
