Just going through the Reader and came across this prompt from Mr. Jim . When I got up this morning, I’m always thankful for another day, I took the husband to the train…I do wish they would get that bus running again. He use to take it b/c it stopped right in front of the house and I could sleep in. I do like doing whatever and sleeping in, but I don’t mind that much driving him to the train because I get to be with my guy. He always looks so handsome when he’s off to work and he gives me such a nice kiss. Okay, I digress and let’s get back to the prompt, “Inspiration”.
This morning for some reason he just started singing one of our favorite songs, “Hallelujah.” This song truly is a song that embodies the word inspiration. He loves it as do I ❤ . When we sing it, I always sing harmony and he does the melody. We are pretty geeky, but who cares 😉 . We are just happy to get all the song lyrics right, this one we know by heart ❤ .
The story behind this song is truly inspirational … They even wrote a book about this song and story behind it. The talent comes from Mr. Leonard Cohen..
My husband, the artist, sketched this out for me. He put this on my desk, where I sit every morning and said to me, “Write !!! You have stories to tell that people would love to read ❤ ” It still sitting there, looking back at me. I still need to write. I do have stories to tell. So many, I really need to just write!!
I just don’t want to write about them on-line, I’m from a different generation 😉 . I write in an 80 page, composition notebook til it’s done and then I get another 80 page notebook and start to fill that one up. I guess I don’t want to be around when people read my story. I’m not ashamed of what I wrote, it’s just my story. That’s what writer’s do, they write. Sometimes it’s good, sometimes not so much but I’m the writer so I get to tell the story 😉 . Actually I hope they like it, get inspired from my tales, laugh about my life, and say yes that is definitely my mom ❤ . I hope they can feel my presence when they read about my travels through my life. When I read letters from my mom in her handwriting, I know it’s my mom and feel her because I know that’s her handwriting. That’s probably why I write it down, you can see and feel someone through their handwriting…
I’ll close it out for now b/c I have to go cook dinner. It’s breakfast for dinner tonight ❤ and it’s time to go…Blessings blogger’s, I’ll leave with one question. “What inspires you?” Blessings and it’s almost Friday… Y A Y ❤