It
starts with a simple pledge, to write a page a day for the month of
October. Sounds easy enough, right?! Easy enough for people whose lives
have order, peace and the occasional quiet. Me, not so much. There is
ALWAYS noise. The TV, incessantly spewing forth meaningless jibber-jabber that echoes throughout the house and seeps into the crevices of
my gray matter. The dogs, barking barking barking at all of the innocent
passers by. The birds' shrill squawks, an anti-harmonious song that
lets me know the rain is near. The bearded ogre who never stops talking,
it's hard to concentrate.
Whether
an entire page gets written, or not, I endeavor to write. My mind
starved for the mental nourishment it provides. Use it or lose it they
say, and they are right! I am grateful for being, today. Grateful for
the two loves of my life who complete me in a way that only God
understands and grateful for another day enveloped in their light. How
great is that?
Off
I go to finish my morning ritual, broken today by the pledge. Oh, how I
want to linger here all day, writing whatever it is that comes to
mind, and waiting for the rain.
T
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