My letters to you

Last week it rained hard one morning so I walked at the rink. I decided to listen to some music as I walked around the track. When I listen to music and walk, I kinda walk like no one is watching. I kinda do this dance walk. Sometimes I play the drums with my hand by my lower hip. I just walk fast to the music with a lot of movement and not much rhythm. Picture it.

There is not much visual stimulation on a walking track, so the music makes the walking more interesting. I was listening to Bruce Springsteen's Letter to You and it made me think about my letters to you. This is not the first time his lyrics made me think about my life. He is a great story teller and tugs at my heart. His word sometimes make me reflect.

He said in the chorus,

"In my letter to you 
I took all my fears and doubtsIn my letter to youAll the hard things I found outIn my letter to youAll that I've found trueAnd I sent it in my letter to you."

and it made me think how much this Sunday letter writing has meant to me and how much I have learned about myself because you were there to write to.
When I was sixteen, I left Newfoundland and moved to Nova Scotia. I spent my last two years of high school very lonely. I never really adjusted to my new school. I had some friends but essentially, I was homesick. I coped with that time by writing letters. Everyday I wrote letters to friends back home. Sometimes I glossed things over a bit, but mostly I poured my heart out. It was cathartic. I learned the power of letter writing at that time.

In these letters to you I have told you about my fears and doubts, things that I have found out, and things I believe to be true, just like Springsteen said. I am honest with you and you have been there for me to talk to. Expressing myself is so very important to me. If I kept everything I use shared in these letters inside myself, I would walk around with a heavy heart. Hooking rugs and writing has freed me. Because of it I am more sensitive, more joyful, and I have more love in my life. 

Thank you for that. I plan to keep writing these letters. I plan to keep hooking rugs. This isn't a thank you and farewell note. I am just in mid stride. This is just a note to let you know that I appreciate showing up with you on Sunday morning for a few minutes. I appreciate you being there. Thank you for reading.

 

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