He asked me yesterday, “Why does the U.S. want to bomb Syria?”
He listens to Tongan music and the Tongan Radio show in Utah every week. He says he wishes he spoke Tongan. He asks me how my Mum is.
Today he wants answers. Today he wants to know more.
this is my day 3 post. its 12:45 am and even though this is technically already the 4th day, i am going to count this as a day 3 post. is that okay?
dear world, dear mi universe: please read this post out loud now. just don’t read it to your self. this post is meant to be read OUT LOUD.
dear world, dear mi universe:
i will love myself like nothing before. self love. that is where i am right now: nurturing, healing, learning, breathing. of SELF. the big SELF.
i want to be in love with myself, have a delicious, juicy, amazing, loving, finger licking, fried and dip saucy relationship with myself. i want to crave myself, hug myself, cuddle myself and say sweet nothings and delicious somethings to myself.
i want to swoon at myself, holler at myself, call and adore myself. i want to admire and worship myself, praise myself and lift myself up. i want to serve myself, nurture and spoon myself. i want to kiss myself and share secrets with myself that i would not tell anyone else but myself. i want to trust myself and make myself feel safe. i want to wake up with myself making love and go to sleep with myself sharing pillow talk and pillow fights. i’m going to love myself like i have never loved myself before.
as i contemplate what I’m going to write and share with the world, i will say that today, which was actually yesterday (11.25.2011) i wrote a whole lot. more than 750 words. more than 1,000.
yesterday, i acted. i did it. i made some major changes in my life and hence, i poured my heart y soul in my journal/sketchbook where i will keep it private for now. i say this, because i always want to keep and honor my promises: and my promise to you was to write 750 words per day for 31 days straight. that said, as we go along this journey of 31 days that Yes, i will write 750 words per day in my journal. Maybe some of this writing in my journal will make it to the blog. maybe most of it won’t. this is just the beginning of our blogista relationship, i’m starting out slow. however, i will mos def post everyday for the next 31 days.
i love you.
i love myself.