i write to discover what i know, to remember, to change. it frustrates me, heals me, burdens me, and allows me to keep walking when everything goes dark and i just want. to. stop.
however, sometimes i think my friend krissy said in best:
there is a feeling of dread that i may never write something meaningful again.
and if that's a case...
well...
i shall...
play in the rain
balance in the wind
dance with the sun
walk in the midst of beauty
discover something new
play with friends
visit far away places
and run toward home
{via}
dancing in the rain
Hi Kristie,
ReplyDeleteI'm visiting you from link on Jenni's blog. I read a few of your previous posts and your "About Me" page, perused through some of your photography and new almost immediately that I would be following you. It is hard for me to find the right words, but there is a beautiful sense of calm here on your blog; your words, photos and outlook on life is exactly what I look for in a good blog. :)
I'm looking forward to reading more and getting to know you better!
Aloha,
Angie
oh wow. i'm quite sure you'll write plenty of meaning if for no other reason that you live. maybe that's all the reason that's required. in the meantime, i loved loved loved this post.
ReplyDelete"you'll write plenty of meaning if for no other reason that you live"
ReplyDeleteI think you're right. So, thanks, Mindy :) I can't remember who said it, but I remember hearing that if one has survived childhood then they should have enough material for the rest of their life...