Well, I am back, finally. The one thing about being so busy with work, is that I haven't had much time to write. I have to be honest and admit I have felt its loss keenly. I had no idea how much my personal writing meant to me in general, but to my health overall. Not having written for a a while and then being faced with overwhelming fullness and anxiousness, I turned to my old friend, who never lets me down. It was then that I realized writing truly is part of who I am and something that I must do. For myself. It helps me be who I am. It helps me figure out how I see life. What I want to do within my opportunities and what I want to contribute externally.
Writing helps me focus and clarify what matters to me, what is important in my life, my goals, my interests and so much more. What it also does is help me clear out the space that is being occupied within my mind with useless clutter. Somehow writing allows me to bypass all of that and sweep it out in one fell swoop. I have no idea how it happens, but I love the process and have used it often enough to have complete faith in it. I could go on, but for me, that is one of the greatest gifts I can give myself and now that I have realized it, I will continue to enjoy this gift. I hope you do the same.
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