Trying to discover my place in this world, leaves the constant thought of trying to figure out how many words are left in my love letter?
How much time do I have to make a difference in that child’s life? How much time do I have to put a smile on that mother, brother, sister, father, or friends face. Listening to music and hearing the sincerity and emotions in a love song melody makes me hummm that unfinished love song to to my letter; while still leaving the burning question of what my actual love letter is to the world? I know God placed me here for a reason….what is my purpose? I find that MY comfort comes the most through self expression, As I share my stories that fulfill my diary or the stories of others..I pray that I speak, empathize or help someone reading …..My mistakes and road in this journey makes me realize how interconnected we all are. As I embark on my walk of life , I hope my Love letter not only transforms me but transcends a good impression on you along the way……
WRITING…. is my love letter, love song, and lingering sensation of that melody playing to the world..
What is your love letter?