There are many ways of breaking a heart. Stories were full of hearts broken by love,
but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream - whatever that dream might be.
Pearl S. Buck

Friday, February 15

wow... great affirmation...

Tonight a friend of mine I haven't talked to in almost a year was on line... We had a nice time catching up. We were VERY close at one point in life. The usual questions came up, and then I revealed to him what was going on in my life. He was all full of the usual questions, how did that happen? Where are you living etc. Then he gushed about how he had totally admired me before, but now even more so.  "What is happening to you right now would demolish most people. You are so strong! " Exact words. Left me pretty much speechless, as I see myself as a typical woman just walking my path and doing the best I can. With dignity and grace.

After we caught up,  he restated his admiration of me, and that he couldn't believe how well i was handling things. THEN he said to me, are you writing about this? He reminded me that I am a consumate wordsmith. That many people would kill to have the kind of talent i have.. well, you get the drift of his intention to remind me of my skill. And I got to thinking, I have been keeping notes here and there, but not writing thoroughly. Maybe its time to write a story.

Anyway, I had a rough day today, nothing major but since being in the shelter I have become increasingly tired. So, tomorrow, i will take it easy and start with an outline...

This man knows me and my writing and he is right. and NO Bossman, its not you. Its a canadian friend of mine.

keep well. and keep aware. I will write.

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