I have so many things to say.
How my new nephew's face makes my heart beat fast and all I can think about is holding him and feeling his softness for myself.
How a week of writing technically and for advertisements is not the same at all as writing here.
That my sister had a birthday and it brings a lump to my throat to say it because now she is 21 and she is leaving me.
How watching my primary kids sing so loud in church was overwhelming and sweet - their tones the most pure and honest thing.
How nostalgic it is to eat peaches and sugar on my parents deck at sunset in the summer, a copy of Dandelion Wine in one hand, (but my eyes are on the sky.)
That being loved by someone who is forgiving and patient is more important than someone who is handsome. (although that doesn't hurt.)
How I have come to take care of myself, because I am the best candidate for that job.
How there are stories in my head begging to be written.
How much love I have for this world and this season and this existence of mine.
(these are all things i have to say)