Choosing a flavor to discard would be like choosing a day, word, assignment, comment or story of Writing 101 to discard. Impossible. I feel like something I did not choose is being discarded inside me. Waking up and readying my day to be in my chair, eager to write, at 10 AM when the ASSIGNMENT will appear on my computer screen has filled me with joy and purpose. I want to hang on to the flavor writing gives to my days. I feel like a baby learning to walk, letting go of someone’s hand to toddle off on my own. I know I was born to do this but I have to practice to get it right. Write?
I’m going to say farewell fellow travelers, but not goodbye. I am already homesick for The Commons and getting twenty emails in the morning with Posts to read and comment on. If this reveals a hole in my ordinary daily life, so be it. I’ve heard that you don’t abandon grief. You let it fill the waiting hole within you. It becomes part of where you travel next. A sweet burden.
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Meet you in the Commons soon! They are going to be starting another course before long……
Beautiful analysis of grief at the end with “a sweet burden.” Bravo.
Thanks.
I can’t wait for Writing 201! Or is it 102? I hope the bloggers enrolled in 101is automatically enrolled for that course! 🙂 I”ve ‘met’ a lot of people through the course whose blogs are really good and interesting. 🙂
It has been wonderful. I’m looking forward to what comes next, too.