to write, but not to blog
Back from the writing workshop with Jo and Susan. It's been so long since I've written something that wasn't intended for the blog. How beatiful it is to pick and topic and then just go. How supported I felt reading my words to them. I was moved to tears. I felt exposed, but also accepted. We were a small breakout group in the kitchen. It was hot. I nibbled dark chocolate and typed. I wanted to tell the truth, I wanted them to know me. I love women.