Following Nayely’s death I wrote a lot. I wrote all the time. No one else got to see all that I wrote. In fact most of it never got past a scrap of paper on my bench at work. Some got written, read through, cried over and then thrown away.
I know now that it was a mistake to just throw those pieces of paper away. The feelings that inspired those words, those words that contained my thoughts and feelings – simply discarded. I’m regretful for that now. At the time it seemed like the right thing to do. Now – THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE.
That’s why I’m writing this post now. One, because I want people to understand the power of the written word and two, just how much you might miss those words when you’ve discarded them.
I’m going to write more, I’m going to have a notepad, I’m going to write all my thoughts and feelings down, I’m going to store them safely. I want those memories back, even though they were mostly sad thoughts and feelings. I want them. They were mine. Only mine. I started to write to share with others. Then I got selfish. They were mine, why should anyone else have them? Now I know, if I had shared them then I could go back to them. I was selfish now they are gone.
I want to write more, I will share my thoughts and feelings with you. I’m sorry for being selfish.
Although what I write sometimes is hard. Hard to write, hard to read, hard to share. It will be brutally honest at times and I won’t sugarcoat it for anyone. That said I will also share my positive thoughts with you too.
Anyway I’m waffling, so until next time.
Thanks for reading.
Nayelys Daddy
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