Creative Writing

Anyone who knows me knows that I LOVE to talk....about anything and just about everything. But more than talking, I love to write.

Writing about thoughts, feelings, desires, and dreams. DREAMS...those things that are just outside of my reach...but the things that I keep reaching for and hoping for and praying for.....

And so from time to time I pour my heart onto what ever scrap of paper that happens to be lying around and I call it a poem....and then that poem is added to a drawer with tons of other scraps of paper.....and thus my poetry session is complete for another 6 months.....or until something or someone breaks my heart enough to cause me to write.

So today....my brother starts a blog....the same brother (I have only one) that used to beg me in school to please write his papers for him!!! He writes a blog that, I must say, was very well written. So I tell him that it was a nice piece of work.....and he says ''no, it was silly, not really about anything". I said Bill it was great! It was "creative writing".

Creative writing, I adore creative writing, but I am beginning to grow a little tired of saving all those little scraps of paper.....so I've decided to begin my blog.....to write a journal where the "ponderings" of my heart will find a place to rest. :-)

Creative or not, perhaps this will be the sounding board that will get me through the lonely nights when I would give anything to take my nephews in my arms and give them great big bear hugs.....or to sit and watch Lawrence Welk with my dad. To drink coffee and watch an old "black and whites" with my mom, or go to the mall with Carrie. Or just hang out with my big brother and grill Kilbasa on the grill. Those are my favorite things in this life.....it's the little things, ya know? The things that remind you of the laughter of youth....like a song that sings...."Jesus Christ is coming again!", or the crisp feeling of a fall breeze.....those things remind me of a time that is so far away from me tonight......those memories and so many more. It's those things that I will try to recreate, even if only for a moment, when I sit down to write.

Until then

Run with patience!

Jaime