Come with me down one of my rabbit trails if you will. (It starts happy and ends sad, so you can stop here if you want.)
Yesterday, I saw an adorable video of a little boy singing Al Green’s “Let’s stay together” with his mother. Oh my goodness so adorable.
Listening to that tune reminded me of hearing President Obama singing the first part of it years ago, so I had to go look it up and listen to it again. (Oooh Michelle, you’re a lucky woman!)
Anyway that led me to one of him singing “Sweet Home Chicago” at a performance at the White House. Cool.
Then to one of him singing Amazing Grace . . . at the funeral of Clementa Carlos Pinckney, who was murdered by a racist during a church service in Charleston in 2015. :😢
I'm Donna Jean Hunter. I'm also Donna Cox - former married name and the name I share with my children and with my ex-husband, father of my children, and friend, David Cox.
My 3rd grade teacher, Mrs. Patterson told me I was a great writer and would be an author when I grew up. She always had me read my stories to the class, and even took me around to the other classrooms to have me read to them. I'm pretty sure the other kids all hated me that year. I don't care though. I love Mrs. Patterson. Of course she did not know then about the Internet and blogging, how much of what people read would no longer be on paper - and how much of it would be done for free! - when I grew up.
I have had 10 or 12 of my pieces published in college literary journals, and for a while during college, I actually received pay for working as a technical writer. Then for a few years I taught writing to teenagers as a high school English teacher. But other than that, I can't say I'm a writer in the sense that it is what I do for a living.
But I am a writer. I have been all my life and can’t see myself ever stopping whether anyone reads it or not. I hope someone enjoys some of it.
dahnajeen 