I'm sad. Someone told me an off hand remark. They said, "You have a lot to say." Do I? Is this bad? They said it like it was a bad thing. I knew it!!! I absolutely knew it!!! I may be insane!!!
I mean, someone tells me in a critical way that I have too much to say and my first response is to write about it! I do have a lot of things to say!! (She says while pouting) I do write a lot!!! (She crinkles her forehead). There is nothing good about it. I don't really have anything important to say other than the stuff that I normally write about.
What would happen if I stopped writing? I write letters. I write journals. I write my prayers. I love the sound of the click click on the computer. Maybe I am not addicted to writing but the sound of typing may be my comfort sound and I write to hear it continuously. No. I also write with pens. I have an issue with pens and papers. I think the right word is a better gift than toilet paper. Yes, it is that powerful. I think that a story could change your life. I think about lyrics to songs and how they can change your mood. We underestimate the things that have actual powers.
As I sit here, I am powerful. I consider this blessing. I used to work with this para-professional. Ms. Benavides was her name, Salvadora Benavides. She hailed from Bogota, Colombia. She reminded me of my father. I love her still. We lost touch. There I was flailing in life. I was a new teacher. I didn't know what I was doing. She understood my power with words back then. She would tell me that someone with the ability to write could do anything. She was so impressed with me. I think of her now, this sweet woman who is encouraging me years later. Can I do this for you? Can I encourage you?
That's all I have for now. Hope it wasn't "Too Much."