When I was little I loved to write. I wrote about anything and everything. Mostly made-up stories I think. I even wrote made-up stories in my diary as if they were real and had really happened. So funny to read through those pages again now and laugh! Oh how Mom and I laughed when we found one of my childhood diaries and I shared some of the "stories" in it!!
I still love to write; although I don't feel as "free" about it as I remember I once did. When I was little I didn't care so much about who was reading it, or what it must have sounded like... I wasn't concerned about the grammar, the flow, the emotions of the text. There was no editing. Today I feel more "careful" when I write. I guess that's what happens when you've gone through school and professors, parents, friends, everybody has an opinion about what/how you should write. Now I mostly write in journals to my kids, although I really wish I was writing more in them. I do love it though.
And so I guess this blog will be a means for me to write my thoughts, and all that tugs at my "heartstrings." I'm not sure if I'll share this blog with anyone yet or not... we'll see where this develops. So what is it that tugs at my heartstrings? Adoption, my family, my career path, my husband, finding what God has in store for me...
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