Writing is my passion, my escape, the place I go to release my soul, my cries, my longings and prayers.
Writing is beautiful.
Writing is vulnerable.
Writing to an actual audience. . .
simply down right scary.
There you are, opening your soul for anyone to come by and crush, to scrutinize and judge.
“Here is my heart for all to see!” I scream with each new post.
Then, why do I write?
I write because I breathe–one does not seem to be complete without the other.
I find a quiet moment alone in the evening after both kids are asleep. I sit with my laptop and a cup of tea. I let out a deep breathe or two. . . or five.
My heart begins to bleed its desires, its passions, loves, fears, worries. . .
I write to express my heart, my soul, my deep love and fervor for my babies and for all those issues which concern them.
I write as a form of prayer to my expressive God–He is the One who powers my fingers forward. He is the backdrop of my style.
I am not so unique in the blogger world.
I am another mommy talking about her children.
Then, why do I choose to write here?
I write because I breathe.
This post was part of the ever so popular and fun blog hop going on right now titled “Why Do I Write.”
I was contacted by three individuals to be a part of this and was deeply honored to be chosen by each one of these ladies!
To continue in style with the blog hop, I want to shine light on my all time favorite blogger. Her writing is beyond beautiful–pure magic proceeds from her pen.
Click her photo to read one of my favorites: “Because You’re Mine.”
To all my fellow writers out there, no matter what life throws your way, never quit.
It is what we do, it is who we are, it is how we breathe–never stop breathing.