On Saturday, I wrote... a LOT. Prior to that, it had been a while. Thoughts of writing had swirled in my head at random in the prior weeks, but there wasn't an urge, or a need... just a thought here or there that I could write about this, that or the next thing, or that I should document this, that, or the next thing. But, alas, I didn't take the time. I didn't have the energy, or the drive, or the focus, or the motivation, or the ...
But, on Saturday, I wrote... a LOT. On Saturday, I needed to write. From the most inner parts of my heart, I wanted to write. I yearned to get all of the clutter, the confusion, the emotion, out of my brain and onto the page in front of me. I had almost forgotten how therapeutic writing is for me. I had almost forgotten how important it is to actually process details, thoughts, and feelings.
On Saturday, I wrote... a LOT.
On Saturday, some healing happened.
I had almost forgotten.
~ j.
Saturday's post was a recap of one of the more horrendous weeks I have experienced in 34 years of life. You can read about it HERE.
And, if you are at all compelled, there has been a Memorial Fund set up for Little Oliver HERE. I debated including the link, but I decided that if you say, "No", I am OK with that. If you say, "Yes", I am OK with that. If I say nothing, I am not OK with that. If everyone I know were to give $1, the impact would be beyond my wildest dreams. But, if I am silent, there will be no impact.
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3 comments:
Inside recess has provided me a moment to read some Tuesday slices.
Your post resonated with me in terms of that need to write. I am struggling with a reading "funk" and over the holiday tried to break it by writing about some pictures I had the opportunity to capture. Yet, I couldn't get it done.
It took some dark feelings to actually write, and then I felt like the piece wrote itself. It became a balm if that makes sense.
My biggest take away from that experience was not that I'm actually back into writing but it's imparted for me an even greater desire to share what writing can do and be in your life with my students.
There's always more to a writing lesson than writing. I'm learning that!
I will click on the other link as soon as I type my comment in here.
I'm glad you had the time to write. Writing really helps us make sense of our world in a way talking sometimes can't.
So true!! Sometimes, because I teach reading intervention, I forget the importance of emphasizing the writing/reading connection for fear that my colleagues may not understand/agree with me. I need to keep that as a high priority, not only to help with their reading, but because it is a life-skill they won't ever regret having.
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