I cannot believe it’s Day 301 – I keep wondering how I got here. There are only 56 more poems to write for 2016. Making it to Day 100 was a big deal for me, then all of a sudden it was 200 and then 300 – now, I have no doubt in my mind that I will make it to 366.
The confidence by which I say I WILL make it to Day 366 and beyond is quite new to me, and I am enjoying this level of self-faith.
The past 300 days have made me more open and honest with myself and my friends. Sharing fears that I have carried around for too many years – fears that still hold on to me and even as I articulate their ridiculous nature to friends and family, I still cannot shake.
“The written word helps you hide” was a comment made by a good friend recently. She told me that my work was raw and vulnerable but still finding that person behind the words was hard. I hid between the letters, the intersections, the prose, and poems. My friend was/is right. As open as I know I am becoming; I am still hiding pieces of myself in different days, so when the picture is created, it is still a bit jumbled, and needing a bit more work.
So as I work on my poetry and myself, I really truly want to say thank you for taking/being on this journey with me.