The Day the World Stood Still

I have no idea why I titled this post as such.  Maybe it is because I finally feel ready to write again.  So much time has passed that it seems foreign to me.  Like an old runner who gave it up because life became too much then one day decided to strap on the old shoes to see if the love was still there.  

So, here I sit, with my foot in a walking cast.  The laundry is done, the bills are paid, the dogs are fed.  The online accounts are all de-cluttered and the logins are all updated.  All that is left to do is write.  

As I look back at this blog my mind wanders through a decade of posts and life changes.  I lived a number of lives in that 10 years as my body and soul are able to attest to.  I am definitely not the same person I was.  I wouldn’t say I am any wiser or richer or more accomplished.  I am simply different, but continue to struggle with the same insecurities and faults.  Where does the time go?

I still question who I am and where I am supposed to go.

But yet I remain optimistic.  I am hopeful that the next year will be even better than the last.  That my family remains safe and healthy.  That I become ever more near to who I am supposed to be.  A journey that will never reach an end.  Well, until I am dust at least.

This sounds so bleak, but it is not meant to.  I am a better person.  A happier person.  I am surrounded by the strongest set of friends whom I love.  My family is close by.  

And, most importantly, I am remembering.

I am remembering the love that this blog once brought me and what writing is to my soul.

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