Returning To The Love That Made Me Shine

I just finished half my morning routine and one of the things I did inspired what I'm about to share... A story about my first love. Somehow, I've been having so many things connecting me back to what I loved in the past and how I've been forgetting about them slowly without realizing it.

Right from when I could talk and from when I can remember, I've always been a big lover of stories and no, not in listening to stories but in telling them. If there is one thing my family would all say the same about me is that, I love to tell stories and the sweeter part is they love to listen to me.

I can remember at the age of 7-9, I had a storybook that compiled different stories that I wanted people to read and be entertained or learn something even though I had little to no experience of lessons to teach. I just loved to tell stories and I had so much joy in writing them too.

One quick story about my first love.

I woke up earlier than the others because I was especially excited to go to school that day, I've always been excited about school and studying because it somehow gave me more stories to tell then but that day was different, I was excited because I had promised a friend something cool.

Selling a storybook to her for some cash, I felt so excited that I'll get paid for something I did with so much fun and no stress. I was in a great mode from that morning walk to school to going back home with dad because the transaction happened smoothly and I had my first own pay.

It was more fulfilling to watch her read the stories in the book I sold to her, like she read it almost everyday during break time. That fueled my love for storytelling more and I've not stopped telling stories since then but for as long as I can remember, I've been less excited than I was then.

This isn't because I don't love listening or telling stories anymore but because I've let other things and experiences replace the love I have for it... Well, that was until this week where I was made to start reading a book that is reminding so much of my first love that I can no longer dare ignore.

I did something crazy but fulfilling yesterday, storytelling on a camera, to remind my brain what it loves doing and it went smoother than I didn't bother to imagine would have been lol. Right now, I'm feeling all that butterfly I felt in my childhood days about my first love, time to explore it again.