My Life’s Warp and Woof

I have an energy and optimism I haven’t had in a very long time.  I’ve both gained and re-gained something: renewed verve, an opened eye, a loosened tongue.  I trust my view and my voice.  I am bringing many threads, old and new, together now into this loom, my life’s warp and woof.  They’ve been separate or tangled for a long time but now I’m weaving them into a colorful pattern, a grand, intricate blanket that turns out to be my favorite color and weight and size.  Until a few months ago I couldn’t tell you what that would look like but now that I see this remarkable cloth I recognize it and know if for what it is: who I am and what I’m made to do.

About literarylee

I sling words for a living. Always have, always will. Some have been interesting and fun; most not. These days, I write the fun words early in the morning before the adults are up and make me eat my Cream of Wheat.
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