I look at this photo of a girl in the woods, wondering what she is running from. Wondering what grief that she has encountered.
Today i have a million thoughts going through my head, Thoughts that are a jumbled mess.
Thinking about those no longer with us. Missing them so very much.
Escape would be a welcome cure, but knowing that isn’t going to happen.
I escape to my safe place here on my blog. Those thoughts tumble out into this post.
Thinking that it may well be welcome relief to do some more research of our family tree, find some more of those jumbling leaves.
Sorting through old photos that need to be printed out and put into a book.
Writing down some little notes while still fresh in my mind.
In a way still shielding myself from the outside world. Wanting to hide, yet wanting to share my thoughts.