Experiences at a taste, smell or a glance of mistaken identity...
There was a time in my life when I indulged creatively in reliving these heartbreaks and letting the festering explode into catharsis...
But now, I have my family. God has given me an enormous gift.
Those shivers down my spine, old pains that somehow still hurt after all this time, unfinished stories...
They have become a distraction. They do not feed my hunger to create they just ache. They deter me from doing my work. What ambles up as emotional creative fodder splinters and breaks leading nowhere productive. Just that old pain relived again.
Now, I spill my heart as best I can, not to unrequited love, loss, heartbreak, or regret.
i aim to spill my heart upon much more deserving alters.
Sometimes there are sad aspects- but let them not be of regret or loss from the now distant past. Let me grasp hold of the grace given to me and all the joys of my life. Let them not be overshadowed by painful memories or old heartaches. I have suffered them enough. The world does not need to hear about them anymore. And neither do I.
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