I used to write, all the time, almost everyday. When my brother died, I stopped. I lost the biggest inspiration in my life, it was hard to see things the way I did when he was here.
I think it is time to start again. To tell you the truth, I am tired of talking about writing or saying I will get to it and then going another day without it. I miss it more than I thought I would when I gave it up.
I have been writing since I was seven, so it will be fun to start again. I will post some poetry, old and new, I better get writing.