Writing lets me be free....especially here.
I write what is on the inside and lots of it needs an outing. I've never
thought of myself as a "writer" nor will I ever. I just enjoy it and
like that someone, mostly my kids or someone down the road might want to know,
'what did grandma think about?' Some of these things might be still be around
to tell a bit about me. I hope it tells them I cared about 'stuff' that really
mattered and didn't just talk about nails and hair color, but really tried to
be wise and have a heart. I hope it shows me as weak and strong all at the same
time. I hope it says that I tried and failed at perfection. I hope it tells
them there is nothing so loving, as mercy and grace. I hope it screams about a
bigger adventure that I have only ever been on, in my mind. Writing is hope. It
can tie past, present and future into one little parcel. Did I mention I like
it?
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