Also, the experience of sharing Rolff’s story reminded me why I had started SOHOSTORY in the first place. I have been called to be a storyteller, to tell stories that have yet to be told, and to tell those that glorify the One who deserves it. When it all began, I was scared and had many sleepless nights, so I took the safe and easy route. I took all the jobs that paid my bills and ignored others that could have really meant something. Even my photographs were not me - they were simply pretty pictures that did not say much of anything. My mantra became, “fake it til I make it.” And honestly, I just did not want to be vulnerable and didn’t know how to deal with it.
I had to refocus myself.
Rolff’s story was shared at a time when I was most vulnerable and lost about why I had entered the world of storytelling. Even though I was scared and fearful, I felt compelled to share. I thought no one would ever see it, but I was ok with that. I wasn’t trying to build traffic on my website. The story just had to be told. To my surprise, the story was shared by many and donations for the family flooded in. It was amazing to see how Rolff’s life had touched so many people’s hearts and the love of God was shared throughout the community.