Today is a Wednesday filled with sorting laundry and paying bills and meetings and responsibilities.
But I slide the red tube out and turn it in my fingers anyhow. I smear it across my lips and there is no turning back now. I’m stained red. And it feels good.
Kaia is behind me, watching me with wide eyes. “You look so pretty mommy, you must be doing something special,” she says in awe.
I am, baby girl. I am. Sometimes, I just need the reminder.
On Fridays we exhale, silence the voice of the inner critic and all spend five beautiful minutes writing our hearts out on one prompt and sharing our art over here. Glorious in all its imperfection.
“Writing is an act of faith, not a trick of grammar.” ~E. B. White –>click to tweet this.
1. Write for 5 minutes flat for pure unedited love of the written word.
2. Link back and invite others to join in. Here’s how.
3. Be generous and leave an encouraging comment for the person who linked up before you. That’s the best part about this community.