This post started out so differently. Then it changed. Then it changed again.

“Whether or not you write well, write bravely.”

I have looked at those words for the past couple of days quite a bit. I had a meeting with some of my friends the other night. We sat around the fire and talked. Some of those friends are no longer with us, other than in spirit. The rest are miles and miles away. But there we were….having a conversation concerning writing bravely.

The last part of 2020 was horrible for many reasons. Health reasons, loss of family members, loss of faith in friends, loss of faith in civility, loss of faith in general.

And along the way it seems I lost my voice. My physical voice, of course. I stay have that. No, I am talking about my voice here…..on this screen.

And, of course, I understand that I am the only one that it matters to. I mean, this is just a blog. That it is all that it is. Just a collection of words that I put together.

But, I need these words to mean something. I need these words to represent me. To be honest. I need these need words to carry on beyond me.

Sounds pretentious, doesn’t it? At least it sounds that way to me.

Maybe.