I took a class on the basics of blogging. I wrote a few entries and now it appears a year has gone by and while I was caught up in work, life and other stuff, words have flown by and I missed their very existence. Who knew I would miss this so much and yet be unable to find my way back for so long? I am saddened by my own indifference.
I believe the written word is the lifeblood of humanity. Whether the words mean something personal to us or not, someone wrote those words we read and expressed something of value. We don’t have to agree, comment or even like the words we read but they are there. We live in times where a simple sentence can bring a person to tears; can make someone laugh or be a pivotal moment of change. Words are our history and the future.
So I am back, reading and hopefully writing and even if my words hold no value for others, they are mine and have meaning.