The Simple Act of Expression

For our last MCOM assignment we had to write about what writing means to us and then post it on our blog. Enjoy!

What does writing mean to me? If you asked me this question four months ago, my answer would be nothing. I saw writing as a nuisance. Writing was a stumbling block in the road, not the journey. At the beginning of the semester, I thought that becoming a good writer was not important to my business career. However, I approach the end of this semester on bended knee, retracting my statements as quickly as I previously issued them. As I look back on this semester I realized a surprising trait about myself; I love writing. When typing words on the screen I get lost in the moment. The world stops, and all I see are my thoughts being blurted across my MacBook.

At this point, let me make one thing clear. Writing does not come easy to me. I have been staring at this screen for 25 minutes now, with one paragraph to show for it. I compose a sentence, revise it, delete it, and then start again. My writing routine is extremely slow. The thought process in my head, with its unique string of thoughts and words, is what I enjoy the most about writing. Ideas flow in from every direction and only a select few are privileged enough to be expressed. Articulating my thoughts in a coherent matter is harder than I believed it would be. Writing consumes my thoughts, and I willingly give my brain to the topic at hand. Immersing myself in writing this semester has caused me to not only think different, but to approach the world different. Each situation in my life can become inspiration for a tweet, a blog post, or a journal entry.

Going forward, I hope to keep writing as much as I am now. Without practice, my writing will not progress. I now have the desire to be a great writer, not just a good one. After taking this class, I have decided to become an English minor with the hopes of improving my writing. As an accounting major, I need a small amount of creativity in my life. Debits and credits just don’t do it for me. My perception of writing is forever changed since taking this class, and I hope to continue to evolve my writing style. As I began to see how influential my writing could be I stopped talking the simple act of writing for granted. I can express my thoughts. And if I do it eloquently enough, people will listen. That simple statement holds all the power in the world. I can influence people – through a business report, a persuasive letter, or a blog post – if I desire too. All it takes are a few well-written words and a listening audience.

After Finals

After finals. This is the most common phrase spoken in my apartment lately. How sad is that! Life down in Provo revolves around one week, finals week. Life will be fun after finals. I will talk to my parents after finals. I will go to the gym after finals. Finals finals finals. I can't wait for the day when that one word doesn't take over all my thoughts and actions.

Unfortunately, that day is not going to come for a long time. Right now, I am looking at three more years of school. For those of you who can't add, that means I have anywhere from 6-12 more weeks of finals. I don't know if I will be able to survive all those tests. Focusing on finals becomes harder each semester. This year, I have some awesome distractions taking my attention away from finals. Hopefully my grades won't suffer! So, see ya later blogsphere. I will come back to you after finals.

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My mom is awesome. I don't know what I would do without her in my life. She is my best friend and my therapist. My mom is there on good days, on bad days, and on days when no one else is on my side. Even though I see her maybe once a week, I know she would be here in a second if I needed her. Her life is crazy busy right now. Even with her stressful holiday agenda, she has managed to take significant time out of her schedule this week to just talk. Her ability to understand where I am coming from and guide me is an amazing blessing in my life! She always tells me what I need to hear, even if it's not exactly what I want to hear.

With the busyness of life, I don't think I let my mom know often enough how much I appreciate her. Life rushes by and I find myself not expressing the gratitude that I should. This week, to show my mom I was thinking of her during a hectic time, I decided to send her flowers. I didn't tell anyone in my family about it and kept saying a silent prayer that the flowers would be delivered on time! Luckily, proflowers.com stayed on schedule and delivered them Friday morning (yes, that is a shout out to my favorite - proflowers.com - use them if you ever want to send someone beautiful flowers!).

Mom, with each day I become more grateful that you are my mom. I am glad people act like we are twins when they meet us, even if I don't always show it. I can't imagine anyone else I would want to be the second half of! You are an incredible example to me. I love you so much and can't wait for all the great experiences in our future!
Love,
Your favorite (and only) daughter.