Told to Write
I was told to write. But, I really do not think I have things to say. Not right now anyway. When, I do write my audience is me. My belief is you won't be interested in it. Less and less people read anyway? Right? My child is away. Temporary but for years. I will see my child again. They grew up and moved on. Empty nest? Not quite as there still remains sibling. Maybe this is where I can write and if one day my child reads it then it can help them? What did you leave me when you passed on Mom? I wish I could leave you with something important/ Even if I had all the money in the world. What would that be? What can we leave behind to help those that come after? In my own mind, I do not believe we can leave anything of material value. And even my own writing wil...