Words. What can I say? I’m hopelessly in love with them. Song lyrics and essays and blog posts and novels and poems. Thousands and millions and billions of ways to string them together and create beauty. Inspire deep thought. Shift the lens through which I see the world just a bit. Express perfectly and succinctly exactly the things I wasn’t even quite aware I felt.
And sometimes (not unlike the people we fall in love with) these lovely perfect words come from the least expected of places; when we’re not looking for them at all. I’m not a mother. I would never have sought out a blog about being one, but today I followed a link from a friend’s Facebook page right into this beautiful bunch of words, which were exactly what I needed.*
A big thank you to Glennon and all the other writers and bloggers and lyricists and essayists and poets whose words enrich my life daily.
*See especially the second half of her post.
(Also note: my mention of using Facebook in no way means I have abandoned the attempt to disengage a bit referenced in my last post. I’m working on it, I promise . . . just as soon as I log off . . .)
