i went to a writing workshop this morning. liz' grandmother facilitated a lovely writing group with some friends. i didn't realize how much my soul needed to write and to connect with friends in this intimate way. it was such food for my soul. i hope to remember how to write more and more. writing has been more of a forgotten memory to me. when i write sometimes it feels like i'm trying to remember how to speak spanish. it's painful and familiar and sometimes too hard to work through. so i hope to fight for my love for writing.
so i'm sitting and eating some old chinese food. kenley wrote me a sweet anniversary card. three weeks and it's been the time of our lives. he's one of my favorite people of all time :)
love to you today.
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