An assignment on brevity – Writing 101 Day Five

I was not the only one who discovered this rare spot of solitude along the crowded path – perfect for meditation, and clearly letter writing. As I bent down to pick up the folded page, I felt just a little bit guilty – these words were not meant for me, I was sure.  But just like watching a car chase on the evening news, I couldn’t stop myself from being an observer.

Declarations, tenderness, regret, and finally a question.  The feelings  were palpable – and my little bit of guilt morphed into a whole lot of envy.   What a gift to be on the receiving end of those messages, but I was not the intended recipient.  I put the letter in the pocket of my cargo shorts and set out to find him.

By Joy

I'm 42, a remarried mom of an 8 year old girl and a toddler son, a teacher, and a writer. People tell me I tend to be brutally honest and ...tell it like it is, so I had hoped to use this outlet to keep me sane while I got used to my new life as a stay-at-home Mom back when I was home with my daughter....it worked. And it's been therapeutic through the end of a marriage and the emergence of me...

8 comments

  1. I love your writing more today than I ever have…and I suppose that is how it should be. I am officially encouraging you to keep at it, if only for purely selfish reasons. Love love love your thoughts and hearing them is a privilege 🙂

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