Breaching

Visiting my family home for the holiday, I am flooded by a thousand memories. It feels overwhelming. Memories from my childhood and youth, memories from my children's younger years and from being married.

There's not much to say about it. When we're flooded, we simply need to find the high ground and stay above the waterline. For now, I will continue to show up and write and put the writing into the world. 

Pretty sure there are rich reflections going on beneath the surface. At some point, they'll breach.

The Great Summer Writing Retreat of 2019 continues. One hundred days of writing unedited ideas and following a prompt to its sometimes illogical conclusion. 


Photo: Glacier Bay National Park