Thursday, February 27, 2014

CHANGES

SOMEONE VERY SWEET AND KIND TO ME SAID TODAY "YOU KNOW WHAT MARK TWAIN SAID, TO BE A GOOD WRITER, YOU HAVE TO WRITE, EVERYDAY."

I HAVE BEEN WRITING SINCE I WAS IN 3RD GRADE. NOT EVERYDAY, BUT A LOT. I HAVE ALWAYS KEPT A JOURNAL, SOMETIMES TWO AT A TIME. I HAVE WRITTEN PLAYS, POEMS, SONGS, SHORT STORIES AND HAVE SEVERAL BLOGS. SOME OF THESE ARE HANGING IN SUSPENSION OUT IN CYBER LAND.

I LOVE TO WRITE. I HONESTLY DON'T MIND BEING GOOD, AND IT DOESN'T REALLY MATTER TO ME. I JUST MUST WRITE.
I'M TAKING THE CHALLENGE...TO WRITE EVERYDAY, FOR 30 DAYS. IF I CONTINUE TO WRITE AFTER THAT...EXCELLENT!







MARCH 27, 2014

TODAY I RECIEVED A TEXT FROM A MAN, WHO I WAS SEEING FOR A MOMENT, WHO IS VERY UPSET ABOUT MY CAUSING DRAMA IN HIS FAMILY. I AM THE WOMAN WHO HAS SIGNED AN AFFIDAVIT THAT COULD CHANGE HIS LIFE, FOR A WHILE, OR FOREVER.
 I CHOSE TO DO THIS OUT OF CONCERN AND FROM UNDERSTANDING THAT AS A SMALL CHILD, OUR PARENTS HOLD MUCH OF OUR STORY IN THEIR HANDS.
I AM HOPING THAT MY INTERVENTION, CHANGES HER STORY FOR THE BETTER AND THAT SHE BE GIVEN A HEALTHY AND SAFE BEGINNING.

HE SEES THIS FROM A MUCH DIFFERENT POINT OF VIEW. I UNDERSTAND THAT, AND CAN SEE WHERE HE IS COMING FROM AND SYMPATHIZE WITH IT IMMENSELY. ULTIMATELY, I WILL ADVOCATE FOR CHILDREN OVER THE PLIGHT OF AN ADULT, EVERYTIME.

SO THAT IS A VERY SHORT STORY ABOUT A MAN AND HIS CHILD AND ME IN THE MIDDLE. LIFE IS CHANGE AND CHANGE IS ... HAPPENING.




I FEEL VERY BLESSED TO HAVE HAD THE UP BRINGING I HAD. IT WAS RIPE WITH DRAMA, CHAOS AND PURE, INNOCENT JOY. I WAS ALLOWED TO REALLY BE IN THE ELEMENTS, RIDING ATOP A HORSE, OR SKIING ON 2 SKIS IN THE LAKE. I CLIMBED BOULDER FIELDS IN THE BACK OF MY GRANDPARENTS CABIN, I JUMPED OFF TALL ROCKS INTO THE WATER. I PICKED HUCKLE BERRIES TILL MY FINGERS WERE STAINED PURPLE FOR A WEEK. 

I HIKED WITH MY DAD BACK INTO PLACES THAT WERE STEEP AND QUIET, I FLOATED DOWN CANALS OF QUISHY MUD AND GRASSY EDGES. I SANG INTO THE FIERCE WIND AS DUSK SCRAPED OUR HILL. I GOT TO STAY UP LATE ROASTING MARSHMELLOWS OVER THE FIRE AS THE WAVES OF THE PAYETTE LAPPED THE SHORE.
IT WAS FULL OF ROMANCE AND ADVENTURE AND FAMILY AND...SWEET JOY!

IT IS VERY INTERESTING TO ME TO NOTICE, THAT THE CLOSER I AM TO MY REAL SELF, AND SHIFTING FROM THE STORY OF MYSELF I HAVE TOLD OFTEN...THE MORE THAT SWEET, ROMANTIC ADVENTURE STARTS TO SHOW ITSELF IN MY LIFE. AND THAT GIRL, WHO WAS IN-LOVE WITH LIFE AND HER BEAUTIFUL WORLD...STARTS TO STAND IN MY SHOES AND LOOK OUT MY EYES AND SMILE MY SMILE AND CRY MY TEARS AND BE...ME.

SHE IS DEAR TO ME. SHE IS MY HEART AND MY SOUL. SHE REMINDS ME OF MY DREAMS AND HOPES, AND MY LONGING FOR FAMILY AND MOUNTAINS AND TRUE LOVE... ROMANCE AND...THE SIMPLE THINGS.
I LOVE HER SPARK AND HER INQUISITIVENESS. SHE IS FULL OF SPIT AND FIRE AND...HER IMAGINATION...IS LIKE A KITE BY THE SEA, LET GO, FLOATING INTO THE SUN. 

TO HAVE THESE EYES AND BE EVEN 30 ONCE MORE...AHHHHH.
AND NOT TO BE. SO I AM HERE, WITH MY DREAMS AND HEART AND AM...
READY...OPEN.

CHANGE