Sometimes I have no idea what I want to write about. I get an inspiration, or just an urge to feel the keys of the keyboard under my fingertips. Words just flow out when I write. Sometimes I don’t even know where the things I write about come from! I’ve been told that’s a gift.

The other day, my mom saw me writing in my blog at the kitchen table. She said, “why don’t you clean up the kitchen before you work”. Usually, I’d be super annoyed at that, but this time it made me smile inside. My writing & blog, to my mom, is work. That brought some type of value from her to what I was doing instead of my blog just being something I do that’s less important than the dishes.

If you know my mom, you know she loves a clean house. And I’m talking spotless; like a house in a magazine. For her to imply that my writing was important made me feel good. It made me feel like she sees how much I love writing and how much it means to me. In a way, “why don’t you clean up the kitchen before you work” was a compliment.

I’d probably never have taken it as a compliment before, but this time I could read between the lines of her comment. She doesn’t always show it when she’s proud of you. It’s usually all or nothing with her. But I’ve been living with my mom in her house for most, if not all, of my adult life. I know what her terms of endearments are like.

I love writing. I love the flow of thoughts and ideas that come up so quickly. I’ve always been better at writing than I am at verbalizing in conversation. I wish I could talk as clearly as I write! Maybe I just need to slow down and not let my anxiety take over in person.

I value my writing skills 100%. It’s amazing when other people “get” my writing and see the heart I put into it. And it’s even more amazing when others can take away the message that I might be conveying. Sometimes my writing is too abstract for other people to know what I mean… especially my poetry! I love hearing the reactions I get when I tell them about the inspiration behind a poem or short story. And when they can relate, it makes it even better.

I hope my writing can inspire others. That’s the main reason why I do it; other than for my own personal gratification of the “flow” that happens when I am so in the moment of it all that nothing else in the world can touch me. I’m in my very own space. I feel at home.

Writing is a part of me that will never leave. It’s been a constant my whole life. That’s what makes it so special.

And, if you think you can’t write, I challenge you to it! Get out a blank page of a notebook or the notepad off of your phone and take a beginning. You might be surprised.

Sending love and light, Kel.