Maybe I’ll just do a journal entry. If I don’t get too personal, maybe I can share it with my Multiply friends. But maybe I’ll just write the way I do in my journal. Because I probably ought to write right now, so I don’t get all stoved up with emotion and get myself a writer’s block and then wander off into other pursuits, trying to keep the pain at bay.
It is Thanksgiving night. Today we remember to be thankful. Today we also remember all the yesterday holidays. Or maybe we think about somebody else’s better holidays.
Some of my friends have losses. No. Make that ALL of my friends. I am certain that all of my friends have losses. Life can be so full of losses sometimes.
No, apparently I cannot write about this. It just causes me total creative shutdown. Temporary, I am sure. It seems important to me, though, to actually DO the stopping. It’s this way. Some things DO require some mourning. Some things are really bad, you know?
Can you read between the lines? When you read between the lines, do you think that I have some “fresh” loss? No. Not fresh. Maybe you do, though. And when I see (or think I see) that you do … well, then I can barely speak. Or even think at all.
Thanking God for Life. Mine, yours, and theirs.