Well, my husband arrived tonight from bringing our friends home from the hospital. It was hard to see the two year old in a cast clear up to her chest. But, the good news is that it was only a fracture and not completely broken. The little girls mom and dad have been up for two days, we brought dinner over and than said our good byes and will see you tomorrows. Charlie stepped in the door said good night to the kids and fell on the bed from exhaustion.
So, here I am writing my blog as I listen to my little ones sleeping and thankful for their health and strength. I have thought a lot about Holly's comment on my writing and how each blog was filled with different emotions. I thought about how I am in writing vs. how I am in person. Here is an example, at school where I work I am kind of known as the "positive" person, don't like the gossip going around, try to stay away from drama and think of any ways to contribute to the community. But, in my writing I put down how and what I am feeling with little reserve. I don't really worry about stigma or prejudices on my writing. I let it out and if I am a storm inside that is what goes on paper or if I am calm and collective inside than that is how I am on paper.
I never knew myself as such or never realized it before. I used to write poetry to show how I was felling. Some of it I posted over a picture that was important to me and framed it, but that was years ago.
"Things are always fluctuating like the space around time and time around space...
I wonder how it manifests itself only to realize that I missed an important opportunity that has unfolded.
Now I take the space and enjoy that time I have with it, filling it up with memories and capturing them to me in a bubble that I can keep..... forever."
I've learned to live life in the present because if you live in the past or the future you will miss the now....
I have also realized how much I missed writing as an expression for myself, I am grateful that this class has given me that back.
Ang
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