Words

Words. There you are, my little friends. I know it’s been a while. I am sorry I neglected you, but I am here now.

I know, I know, don’t say it: you’ve been here all along, waiting for me.

It’s just, well, life gets busy, work, the kids … you know. No excuses. My vow, this year, is not to ignore you. You give me so much pleasure and joy, really you do.

Sometimes you can hurt. You. Words. Yes, sometimes you hurt deeply. Maybe that’s where I got stuck, focussing too much on bad words and not good words. The bad ones I didn’t write down so much, they just got stuck in my head. Like a record on repeat.

I’m sorry. It’s not your fault. It’s mine. But, you’re here now, and that’s all that matters.

So, words, let’s see what we can do together. It’s actually quite exciting because only with you is absolutely anything possible.