A friend of mine, who I'm going to nickname Maya, (I couldn't think of anything else, it just seemed to fit), is going through a tough time right now. And I feel bad because I've never gone through what she's going through. I always try to think of how much I have been blessed in my life, but I still don't even see the half of it. But having to go without my father for such a long period of time would kill me, I wouldn't be able to stand it. Maya, know that I think you are strong.
I'm starting to really write in a journal now, I could never make a habit of it before, but a friend suggested I do something different, and now all I want to do is write in it, which is a little weird. But instead of writing to myself, or my "journal," writing to others makes it really interesting. I've decided to write to certain people in my life, in hopes that I'll share it with them in the future. It's actually quite fun, I just hope that they DO read it, and not just put them to waste.
.:jordan:.
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