Maggie Bea Kay
ABOUT THE BOOK
I began writing, what I call ‘my word journals’ to keep myself writing every day, never intending to publish any of my journals. I began with writing three pages a day; I wrote each page as quickly as possible, the idea was to keep writing without stopping to ponder on what I wanted to say. There are times when I did not write; however I always picked it up again after a while. Though I try to write the poetry in the same manner, it usually takes longer. Presently I write one page a day.
From time to time I have read a page to a friend or family member and I would often be encouraged to have it published. After hearing those words over the years I allowed myself to be persuaded to do just that.
By keeping the book in my handwriting, as I first wrote it, mistakes and all, I hope to preserve the feeling of authenticity, encouraging a closer connection between the author and reader.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I grew up in a rural environment, where early we were shown the great wonders of God in nature. It has never left me, mom showing us the first beans poking their heads through the dirt in spring time. It was only a few days before, that mom with me by her side, had dropped those seeds in the ground with the promise that they would be coming through the dirt as plants in a few days. Every day with my hand in moms we would go look, for beans and also all the other vegetables we had seeded. “Look what God has made” she exclaimed one morning upon sight of that first bean plant coming through. Mom said it with the same excitement as having seen a miracle happen in front of our eyes, which of course it was. I’m sure my love of trees and all growing things began during those times.
I am married with three grown children; all of them having inherited some of my parents love of animals and plants.
My hope in sharing this is to encourage others, young or old to risk sharing their gifts and abilities with others. Blessing others with our abilities can feel like a risk; creating community is a risk; bringing some baking to a busy young family, shoveling someone’s driveway, or reading to someone in a nursing home. We risk being criticised – not sharing, we risk losing the sense of fulfillment we get when we have connected with someone and been an encouragement.
By personality I am a private person; sharing my journal is a risk that I believe is worth taking. My wish is that something you read will inspire, encourage or bring a smile.
God Bless You.
You can contact the author via email at kloosa2@mymts.net