not sure where to begin...but i guess i'll try and be honest and see where that takes us...
those that know me out here in the real world from where i type will not be that surprised i imagine to know that on reading the comment posted in response to yesterday's posting it took me a long whiles to get to sleep.
i sat on the back step in the yard...
i tried to cry but couldn't...
i thought about smashing some plant pots...
i drafted a dozen different responses but all were found wanting...
i considered switching back to registered user comments only...
i pondered closing the blog, or at least taking a break from it...
12 hours later and i still cannot find adequate words...
but Harbour of Ourselves did. and for now that will have to be good enough.
LB, x
Your words are fine. I'm ok. Thanks for caring LB.
ReplyDeleteI feel terrible that I made you so worried. Please don't stop writing your blog. It's really good. I came across it through a link from somewhere else and have been reading for a while. I am really ok. I suppose I shouldn't think aloud sometimes, atleast not anonymously. I'm sorry.
ReplyDeleteI think we all reach out - like trapeze artists, sometimes we skim past each other and it feels like there is noone there,even though there is, and then sometimes there is something firm to hang onto - and we are reassured enough to let go - we cannot or will not do or say things until we feel safe enough to - do whatever you feel is right about your blog but I find it a very special place full of honesty and I'd miss it
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ReplyDeletelove love love, soul sister your honesty is beguiling
always x