I do not write for the recognition because I would continue to write regardless. It is a creative outlet while it clears my mind and settles my thoughts both. But still, the recognition, it fills me on so many levels.
I am grateful.
I am grateful that my writing is seen as good. I am honored to be honored by you. There are many incredible writers out there, creating and blogging and sharing their thoughts in beautiful prose and poems. Honest and heartfelt masters of words and phrases. You have many writers to choose from. Thank you for reading what I write each week.
I am blessed.
I am blessed because I do write in the hopes that what I say may touch your heart. Or open up your mind. That what I say may move you in some way. That what I say may make you think or inspire you. Or make you laugh or cry or ponder something in a new or different way. I am blessed because I am able to give something of myself to others in this way. Thank you for opening your heart and letting me in each week.
I am connected.
Something I said triggered something in you enough for you to take the time to share your experience of my writing with me. Whether in agreement or to challenge my thoughts, to share a memory that reappeared from deep within you after reading mine, or to express in kind ways the beauty you found in my words, when you leave comments on my blog or email me in private or share my posts with your friends my writing becomes a community of thoughts and ideas. How can I not feel this connection with you.
And so, on this, the Monday after Thanksgiving day, I want to take pause and take in how good this feels. That I can write because it fills me, and yet can share these writings with you and they can fill you, too.
Thank you for reading my writing today.
Mother, Wife, Friend, Sister, Daughter, Dancer, Dog and Cat lover.