This morning I woke up very early to the sunlight just beginning to seep it's way through the thick cloud cover. Figuring I was awake for good, I thought the early morning would afford a nice opportunity to write in the quiet dawn. I gathered up my quilt, put on a cup of tea, and settled down at my desk to write a piece I've been working on, a piece that means a great deal to me. Though I would love it if the people I am close to like it, even more so, the people included in the story, it is my truth, it is my story so it really doesn't matter who likes it or appreciates it. It is an expression of my heart and my passion and that is what matters. I listened to the voices of others and in turn, when the time was right, I lifted my own. I was true to what I have been given. It is a great feeling.
365-09 #230Labels: 365-09 Challenge, Writing