I spent some time this afternoon cleaning and organizing, and tackling the huge project of going through my old trunk full of keepsakes and memories. I ran across my huge stacks of writings, including the 10+ journals that I've filled throughout my life. As I shuffled through the seemingly never-ending piles of tattered papers and books, some inspiration came to me -- inspiration I've awaited for quite a while now.
And all of a sudden, I wanted to write again. And I knew what to start with.
So I abandoned my project (it can wait), and made my way to my laptop.
Now my fingers are flying.
And I'm on a roll.
And I'm happy. So happy.
I really believe writing is my strongest, most effective form of communication. Sure, I can talk. But it doesn't come out the same. When I really need to communicate something from the bottom of my heart, no matter who I'm talking to or what I'm saying, I write it.
Over the last year or so, I really lost my zeal for writing -- and that made me really sad. I felt like I had lost a precious gift that couldn't be replaced. I would try; I really would. I wanted to. But the words just wouldn't come.
Thank You, Jesus, for giving this gift back to me.
Writing is returning to my heart. Which causes it to return to my head. Which causes it to return to my fingers.
Which causes it to return to my blog. :)
As some of you may know, I've gone through some pretty major life changes over the past year. I met an amazing, handsome man online not too long ago, and he asked if we could meet on Skype. I said yes.
My life hasn't been the same ever since!
After we met on Skype, he asked me if I wanted to meet in person. I said yes.
Not too long after we met in person, he asked me to be his girlfriend. I said yes.
Not too long after he asked me to be his girlfriend, and I said yes, he asked me to be his wife.
I said yes.
Not too long after he asked me to be his wife, and I said yes, our wedding officiant asked me if I promised to love, serve and cherish this man until death do us part. I said, "I do."
My life has changed. For better or for worse, for richer or poorer. Yes, until death do us part. Praise the Lord! I'm in love. :)