Today (and on every first Wednesday of the month) I am participating in the Insecure Writer's Support Group. Check out the list of participating blogs here. The goal of the group is to provide a safe haven for sharing our writing/life-related struggles and fears in a supportive and understanding community of writers and readers. So here goes...
In my typical way, I am going to go all in to this in a way that truly frightens me. There are things I hide from my blog, from my friends, and many times myself. But to be honest with myself, I have things to say. Things inspired by this...
I first watched this stunning video a few weeks ago and have wandered back since, gathering more, reliving more, falling more, remembering more. To This Day is such a great title, because it is the proof that events we lived through in our pasts live again in our thoughts, are carried with us as baggage that we discard and pick up again throughout our lives. A friend recently told me of the horrible names her sister called her when she was young, never calling her by her (lovely) given name (one of my favorite names). As she said the words, they lived again for her. No, she is not still traumatized by them, but when she remembers, she lives those moments again. She will set down that baggage again and live her life as an amazing and active, decent and generous mother to a very lucky boy.
Get a better mirror.
Look a little closer.
Stare a little longer.
Because there is something inside you that made you keep trying,
Despite everyone who told you to quit.
You built a cast around your broken heart and signed it yourself—you signed it They Were Wrong.”