LETTING OUT MY SOUL

Someone once said, "writing lets out the soul". I believe it and the more I make Blog entries, it becomes more clear just why I enjoy it so much - it's because my words are indeed the window to my inner being.

I've saved all my writings since I was in second grade - well, not all of them, just the ones of which I was most proud. My first attempt at poetry was this written when I was 7. Titled, "Me".

I'm quite fat,
But I'm glad I'm not flat,
For if I were that,
There'd be nothing at all,
But a little round ball
That's all!

I'm so much of a ball,
That I can't bend at all.
I can't tie my shoes
Or say my two - twos
'Cause I'm such a round ball,
That's all!

Is that letting out my soul, or what? It seems obvious to me now that I was sending out an SOS. Help me to not be fat, I was saying. Looking back at pictures of me when I was 7, I don't look fat but I was chunky around the middle. I was also always the tallest girl in my class which also may have prompted the poem. Who knows and it's all behind me now anyway.

Now, in my 80th year, those things that are outward and visible are so minor compared to what's inside. I am at peace. I've finally gotten to know who I am. I have an alternative lifestyle, I have a same-sex partner and we are partners in life. Amen.