When there are no words...

 
When I write for my blog - this space that I am so very fond of -
I do not prepare posts ahead of time.
{I just lied - I only prepare when someone is guest posting at my place...}
I write what I am thinking about the morning of the post.
I usually get the thoughts & ideas for a post the night before as I lay my head on my pillow
{and then rapidly text myself the idea(s)}
or
during my morning workout
or
in the shower
{the best idea place, by the way...am I right?!}
or
on my drive into work with the hubby.
{a lot of the convos my hubby and I have become posts - he just loves that - lol}
 
But today -
This phrase keeps screaming at me all morning...
 
I have no words for all the thoughts running through my head.
I could just free-write or brain purge on here, but that would just be rambles.
And rambles that aren't funny are, well...
boring.
 
"But wait...," I say to myself...{yes I talk to myself - and answer back btw}
"Isn't this post just a ramble {and not that funny...}???"
Yes...it is, isn't it?
 
But you know what one of my thoughts is?
{this thought by the way just slapped me upside my head}
This is one of the only places that I can be ME.
This blog is where I can write whatever I choose and not judge myself.
It's the place that I get to talk to my friends {you, lovey!} and say
what is on my mind
in my heart...
 
And one of those things is what this news report says.
It talks about a gunman that was at my college last night.
It talks about that person on campus while I was in Math class.
{and while my hubby and kids were purchasing my books at the college bookstore}
But it doesn't talk about how I felt when I heard about the gunman.
It doesn't say that I felt His Presence while I rushed out of class and saw my hubby and kids waiting for me outside the classroom.
It doesn't say how relieved I was that we were together
and how thankful I was that no one that night was hurt.
It doesn't say much, really.
 
And although I supposedly didn't have a lot of words today,
my thoughts were loud and clear.
 
I'm thankful.
I'm pleased.
I'm here.
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3 comments:

  1. omg, how scary! Thank God you are alright!

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  2. That is terrifying. I am so glad that you and your family were unharmed. We have been in some scary situations lately that I can't openly talk about, because they are work related. But I understand entirely. There is such a sense of violation. Such a sense of worry. Such a sense of gratitude that God was watching over all of you. But how do you write that so that anyone who hasn't been through it before can comprehend?

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  3. Oh my word that is so dang scary Nay! Thank the Lord that you are all safe. I cannot even begin to imagine all the mix of emotions thats for sure.

    And for the record, I love the way you write. It is you, from you, and not like anyone else. So keep doing exactly what you are doing. xo

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Hey Lovey! You're commenting! You just made me happier than...well, me with a Chestnut Praline Latte. (Yes, now you know what to order for me if we ever go to Starbucks - lol)