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And now I am in Denver.


Thinking about voices. Specifically Chris' voice. He started a blog a few months back that I have read on and off: oregon sunrise.
He writes about politics and social issues and adds in inspirational
quotes. He has debated a bit about continuing to write on his blog...I
think feeling a bit like it was not the best use of his time and a bit
of wondering just what its purpose is...


While in Minneapolis I read his most recent entry. What struck me this time was the quality of his voice.
Of his thoughts. I was thinking about how hard it can be for me to
verbally communicate sometimes and how much I enjoy writing out my
thoughts instead. And how much I enjoyed reading his thoughts. I felt a
different appreciation for him...a reminder.


I heard
something different while reading his words this time. Humbling me a
bit - a humbling that I think I needed. He is so good at expressing
himself both verbally and through the written word. It is one of his
strengths. And it is a blessing for me to be able to read what he is writing and thinking - another peek into the heart and mind of my husband. My partner.


This, particually, spoke to me: "Life is complicated. Life is messy. It always has been. It always will
be. The good news is that we can chose to accept what is; to surrender
our egos; to let go of the impulse to control the uncontrollable. When
in doubt we can chose to err on the side of love."


A quote from the man I married.

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