When something moves me, I get the urge to write about it. It has always been like that but for way too long, I never had the time for it. Often when I am traveling and sitting in a historic square or house, I like to close my eyes, imagine the lives of the people living there centuries ago and often create stories around their lives. Needless to say, I have quite an imagination.
After working and travelling all over the world as an HR professional, I was very tired and decided to take a sabbatical. As I grow older, I see that there are so many issues I feel strongly about, people who are amazing and no one seems to see how or why they are so special, beautiful places I visit and am moved by….. When I quit my job, I started writing about some of them on Facebook. The response I received surprised me and many people asked me to write more. Over time I realised that my statuses on Facebook were sometimes very long and it was then that I started seriously considering the advice I was getting to start a blog.
So I decided to try it out 🙂 Why do I call it “The ramblings of a rose”? My name Rhoda is a Greek name (which also appears in the Bible) and it means a rose 🙂
A special thanks to the two people below who gave me the “last push”…