Wow. We’re already more than a third of the way through this 31-day free-write exercise. Thanks for sticking with me! I’m finding some days are easier than others . . .
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Some people express themselves through music or art.
I write.
When I feel the need to put my deepest thoughts into some kind of order, I write.
Unguarded.
Spill-it-all prayers in a prayer journal.
Letters to the grandsons — for their “someday” reading.
Revealing blog posts.
Writing is therapeutic. Sometimes it’s the only way to quiet the whirling thoughts in my mind; the only way to bring order to chaos.
After an all-in writing session, I feel my pulse slow and my spirit return to rest.
Writing is my release . . .
. . . because sometimes it’s not best to say everything out loud. Sometimes restraint is key.
But sometimes: writing lets me vent.
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