Missing

My words seem to be missing. I want so very much to write on my blog...to write something meaningful and heartfelt. But the only things I seem to feel lately are complaints or whines or one sentence things (that I won't post on that place where everyone seems to be because I just want to vent them to one or two people, not the world--or even just those friends).

I want my words back. I'm consuming them. I've been reading more ~ some books and magazines. But I can't seem to write.

So for the two or so of you who read, will you help me? Comment with a word or a phrase and I'll turn them into posts. Eventually, at least.

I shared with a group recently that I want to write a book. Do I have any more clarity than that? No. I just know that when I think of all the things I ever said when I was a kid that I wanted to be when I grew up, I've done (in some way)--except be an author.

My list was mommy, teacher, librarian, and author. I'm most certainly a mommy. I'm still a teacher in many ways (and was an education major, student teacher and substitute teacher for a brief time). I've worked in 3 libraries. But I'm not an author.

And I need to write. It's good for me. When I'm not writing, I don't know--I just know I miss it.

And for me, this writing is not the same as sermon writing.

I don't know if I'll ever be an author, but I've got to find a way to write more again.