I read: Sometimes holding on does more damage than letting go. Powerful statement.
I think that sometimes people hold on because either it's the only thing they know how to do or they are too scared to let go.
Holding on to something when it
has turned to nothing
staggers the heart, mind and soul.
Holding on to something that once
existed makes you wonder was
there ever an existence?
Letting go can be scary.
Scary not knowing what's going to happen.
Scary to actually know that you could be better off.
Yeah that truly is a powerful statement.
A Dowdy Writer
There have been days when I wanted to write and either never got around to doing it or just felt too tired to write. As I embark back on this writing journey, this is my way of keeping myself motivated and re-discovering my passion for something that I truly enjoy doing whether it's for myself or others.
Wednesday
Tuesday
Near Death Experience
The closest experience I've ever had to having my life flash before my eyes, was truly an experience.
Back in 2003, I went to a party at a local club. I guess my friend who wanted me to come out had a very busy day that day without taking a nap at some point.
We had went to this party and had a real good time. After it was over, we took someone home. We had to drive to the Bronx. I was in the passenger seat and my friend was driving. We had been talking then the conversation stopped. I looked down for a minute and then looked up just in time. The highway was winding and there was a wall on the side and we were heading straight to that wall. I shouted and shook my friend. Her head was bowing down and her eyes were closed. She woke up and pulled over and let the person who we were taking home drive.
In that quick moment, I saw all that I had done with my like up until that moment and all that I could be from that point on.
I remember that day as if it happened yesterday. It was truly one of the scariest moments in my life. My mom had already buried one child many, many, years before and I definitely didn't want her to have to do it again.
642 Things To Write About
Back in 2003, I went to a party at a local club. I guess my friend who wanted me to come out had a very busy day that day without taking a nap at some point.
We had went to this party and had a real good time. After it was over, we took someone home. We had to drive to the Bronx. I was in the passenger seat and my friend was driving. We had been talking then the conversation stopped. I looked down for a minute and then looked up just in time. The highway was winding and there was a wall on the side and we were heading straight to that wall. I shouted and shook my friend. Her head was bowing down and her eyes were closed. She woke up and pulled over and let the person who we were taking home drive.
In that quick moment, I saw all that I had done with my like up until that moment and all that I could be from that point on.
I remember that day as if it happened yesterday. It was truly one of the scariest moments in my life. My mom had already buried one child many, many, years before and I definitely didn't want her to have to do it again.
642 Things To Write About
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