in this world of hyper-connectivity, a blog feels like speaking into a void. it's an online diary that feels so private and i truly don't know how i feel about it. in another sense, it is cathartic to have a place, a platform to write. it's been a long time since i've written on this blog but that seems to coincide with tej-tej's world... my last post was 2014 so that says a lot. i've moved to three different cities, with three different jobs, bought a fixer-upper triplex, and had a child! i would like to get published and this seems like a good place for me to practice my essay writing, poetry, and story ideas.
the child
red sock, blue sock
how do socks get lost in the wash
i send my baby to school with mismatched socks
she comes home covered in paint and food and mud from playing outside all day anyways
working to define this new identity
as a mother
a partner
still a daughter, a sister, a friend
i imagine that will be a life-long balance
embracing everything, including this new toe-head light of my life
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