When I started this blog in June 2014, I posted Why I Write. I included a variety of reasons or purposes for writing, including writing as a gift. That could mean very literally a gift, as in a letter or poem composed for a specific person. Or it could mean the gift of sharing words with others in the hope that those words might entertain or illuminate or inform. In as much as I hope people will read and connect with the words I write, blogging is a gift to myself as well. That's partly because I feel very compelled to write, and I feel better when I do it. But there's something else... What's been so satisfying about blogging, not just this week, but since I started almost three years ago is - the conversation. Whether it's just one response to a post or many, whether it's a comment on the blog or on Facebook or in person - I'm grateful for the dialogue that occurs between me, the words I've written and the people who read them. Thanks for reading!
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This week's posts:
1 - the labyrinth
2 - Two sides of the fence
3 - aging at the roller-rink & other observations
4 - Yes, you do like poetry.
5 - Nature therapy revisited
6 - When your dad dies (& some thoughts on grief)
7 - Blogging as a conversation (this post)
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