Just Eight …
… and I’m full. That’s all it took. Just eight words. It’s not necessarily what I wanted to hear, but definitely what I needed. And she spoke them to me as only she could.
Those eight words spoke volumes, right after I went on and on about how I couldn’t come up with anything to blog about. Couldn’t come up with anything to post after an April that was all that it could be … and then some.
It was just eight words that brought me back to life … back to reality. And with them, now I’m ready to go. Ready to write — right or wrong. I thank her for those words.
It’s what I needed to hear.
