I have been asked to write a letter.
To express myself.
I have done so. In much the same way I blog … my letter was one draft. Hand written. Expressing my thoughts; feelings.
The letter isn’t a declaration. It is a thank you. It is a promise. A letting go and a tearing down of walls.
As when I blog… it was frightening and a bit painful. But it was also good.
I hope it is received well. I believe it will be. But there is always that worry. I’m going to, for now, set aside the worry. I am going to focus on the now, today, tomorrow. I am going to enjoy my days and life and assume all is well until proven otherwise.
The truth of myself is worth it.
I’m thankful I was asked to write.