I’ve been on hiatus for a few months. As much as I love writing, I found myself losing passion due to personal issues. I’ve always wanted to write from the heart and find meaning in experiences. But you know, sometimes things happen. And it can leave you feeling lost and empty.
Love should feel safe. A person who loves is a person who accepts. All conditions, all circumstances, and all forms. All of me. All of you. No ifs and no buts.
Love should be nourishing. A person who loves is a person who cares. One who respects, understands, and encourages. It should feel safe, amongst other things.
Love should be patient. Love that is given shouldn’t feel circumstantial. You care because you do. Not because I care for you.
Love is unbounded. It can be unwritten, but it can be seen. It can be unlabeled, but it can be felt. I love you because, not I love you until.
Love should be beautiful. Love is love. But most importantly, love shouldn’t hurt.
Dennis Brown once said, “the difference between a good day and a bad day is the attitude.”
I’m not a patient person so it’s super easy to tick me off. I recently made a promise to myself to change this. I’m not sure how I’m doing, but I am avoiding wrinkles at all costs.
“Why do I blog?”
This is a question that I’ve been thinking about when I read how blogging can help you live meaningfully.
When I started this blog, I honestly don’t have concrete reasons or goals in mind. All I know is that I enjoy writing. A few days of pondering, I finally realized why I blog: