No, I am not dead. No, I didn't lose my hands in a horrible combine accident. No, I didn't forget how to type. No, I didn't have a stroke. No, I don't have Alzheimer's and not remember thoughts.
Nope. None of that. On the contrary, I have lots of thoughts. Lots of things I'd dearly love to say. Plenty I'd like to type out plain as day for all in the world to read. Yeah, in a perfect world, I'd say exactly what was on my mind and write what my brain is screaming at me.
But, I find that there are times, when I can't do what my impulses tease me to do. I can't say what I'm feeling.
And this is one of those times when, if I allowed my feelings to pour out through my fingers, it would be tantamount to attempting to stuff a bullet back into the barrel of a gun once you've pulled the trigger.
Once I was done and hit, 'Publish Post,' it wouldn't be possible to make it un-done.
So, do not take my silence as lack of interest in my blog or reading yours. I love all of you and your blogs. But, for now...I remain silent because sometimes discretion truly is the better part of valor and the best and only way to put love into action.
Namaste' Till Next Time,
Holly aka She Who Is Learning The Virtue of Silence
9 hours ago