Oh, How I’ve Missed Myself
Exile and forgetting are natural states for most human beings, but so are remembering and recalling. All tasks are completed through cycles of visitation and absence. Poet, David Whyte I received an email from a friend the other day checking in to be sure I was all right. She referenced my lack of blog posts as her primary concern for my well-being. As I read her email, I knew she knew me. I have missed the part of me that is a writer. I have missed the Dashboard of WordPress, the competing thoughts vying for the limited space on the post. I have yearned for choosing the term that describes the winning thought. I have ached to select the picture-paints-a-thousand-words photos to marry the text. I have missed hitting the Preview, then the Publish button. I have missed sharing who I am and what I know with people who value my work. Yet my distraction has been a good one. This summer I purchased, then renovated a condo I’ve come to...
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