North Georgia


The Professional: Candace Deal, M.Ed, Ed.S, MAPW, is a freelance writer based in north Georgia. A former public school teacher, administrator, preschool director, and college writing instructor, she now writes full-time. Candace (aka Candi)  has written curriculum and designed thematic units of study for various educational publications. She has published articles on parenting, child development, and active lifestyles. She writes devotionals and is currently at work on a book in the Christian Living genre. Other topics of interest include balanced living, fitness, history, and creativity.

Life Comes Full Circle: A Personal Narrative

I started out a writer.  I remember my first story at age 6 titled Mr Green.”  I wrote it during the magic of December and the main character was a Christmas tree, thus the title.  Get it?  My first grade teacher loved it.  From then on, I had an answer when asked, “What are you going to do when you grow up?”

Then life happened.  I found myself married with a teaching degree and woke up one day with three kids.  Unwilling to let go of the dream, I continued to write. I published little mothering essays. I wrote articles for parents and other teachers.  I created preschool Sunday School curriculum and devotionals. Not exactly what I had in mind when I was young and picturing my future.  But my life’s path paved the way for me to write.  And I see now it was exactly where God wanted me. My three children provided me lots of fodder to work with.  My work as a teacher armed me with ideas to share.

Time trekked along.  The kids grew and life got busier.  I lost the passion and energy and gave up writing.

We all have many roles in life, and those roles are ever-evolving.  But what I’m discovering is that who we were in the beginning — a unique child of God — never really changes.  Though life adds many layers that pull us away from who we are, if we’re lucky  we arrive at a place one day where we begin to shed those layers and return to our original self. I now have time on my hands; The dream lives on.  And so I write.