I'm a woman who's been head over heels in love with words since I was four, and I've been a writer personally since I was 8. I find inspiration in everything and everyone and every chance I get, I'm putting pen to paper. I'm a wife, a step-mom of three boys, and I love to tell it how I see it, how I feel it, in the most real and honest way that I can. If this sounds like someone you'd be interested in following, feel free to check out my work.
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Saturday, August 1, 2015
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
on taking a long needed break, a step back, and a breath
It's so easy to
forget yourself when the world rushes in.
I found myself swept up in all of it,
losing myself in it, forgetting myself in it.
And now I've taken the step back,
to take the time I need to find myself again
I found myself swept up in all of it,
losing myself in it, forgetting myself in it.
And now I've taken the step back,
to take the time I need to find myself again
I know what it is I
want out of life.
I always have, I
just have the tendency to become wrapped up
and losing sight of
what it is I want, what it is I need.
Of losing myself in others when they become important to me.
Don't get me wrong, this is not a selfish moment, but a necessary one.
I've no intentions of abandoning the people I love most. There's nothing in the world that could force me to do that.
This is merely a recharging of my batteries, to keep me moving forward, instead of remaining stagnant.
This blog is my way of taking that long-needed step back,
My way of trying to find myself again in the midst of all the chaos.
I sit here now, at my keyboard, with the keys clacking out the audible sounds
of my thoughts. Such a comforting sound, a familiar sound, the all too familiar clacking of those keys as my fingers fly over them. After so many years, it feels like home, to sit here, watching the words appear on the screen.
I can feel myself shedding the layers of this world that have so clouded my mind, all of the stress and the worry and the self consciousness and doubt.
There goes the fear again, my cursor hovering over the post button, then the sweet release of relief that rushes in when I finally click it, sending my thoughts off to whomever wishes to read it, in the hope that perhaps they know how I feel, and that maybe my push to find myself will remind them to take their own step back.
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