Writing for me is…

A hot cup of cocoa and laughter on a cold winters day in front of a fireplace

A release of emotional entanglement with heart and mind

My inner child wounds getting a hug with words of compassion

Daily struggles hidden in rhythm and balanced out before one's eyes

Hope for something that may never be but is still a thought worth expressing

It's the cool breeze over the creek while fishing in the summer 

It's holding the future in my hands and not knowing that the words are affirmations 

Writing for me is having something to hold on to that must also be let go

It's the passion of a love so pure that it only exists in written words

That's just a few things as to what writing is to me…