My husband returned a couple weeks ago from about two months overseas and sent me out for a massage and facial at a fabulous spa. As I laid there on the massage table and then to get a facial, my mind WOULD NOT STOP and that pissed me off. My mind needed a vacation. I was the sole provider of my children's well being for those last two months and I was mentally and physically exhausted. I made it through it but I was scarred and I let myself get that way. I knew I had to do something to bring myself back to me. Writing is that something. Now, would I love for my writing to take me far beyond this little desk I sit at right now? Absolutely. If writing ever turned lucrative for me, that would be the sugar sweet icing on my chocolate cake! But, for now, it’s my outlet, my exhale after too many deep breaths.
So, if you’d like, enjoy my little musings. They should be full of honesty, love, some bitching, maybe a few too many cuss words, and pure, unfiltered life.
Glad you found your words again! Keep it up!
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