Now that summer is here and my kids are home from school, I
have less time to write my thoughts down; at least in a way that someone could
understand them. My kids require the energy that I have, so I haven't been
writing very much lately. When I do get some quiet time, I am usually too
exhausted to figure out how to put my feelings into words. Writing this
blog has been very therapeutic for me and I feel I could use a little more
therapy right now. I'm surprised how much mental and emotional energy it
takes to bring the thoughts and feelings I have swirling inside my heart and
head, to the surface and articulate them. But I have found that drawing
those things out, has been the best thing for me.
I have so many of what I call "blog starts:" partial writings, but not a lot of blog ends. I go back and discard some
"starts" because they don't make sense to me anymore or don't
warrant the strength it would take to finish them. But I don't see it as a
waste of time. It was useful in the moment. When I went on my trip, I
thought I would finish a lot of my blog starts, but instead, I just
came home with a whole slew of new ones. Being in an unfamiliar place
with unfamiliar people has a way of getting your thoughts stirring.
