DAY 27: Someone Who Inspires Me
Right now, my husband is inspiring awe. 10 minutes ago he had my sewing machine in 37 pieces; now it’s all back together. I totally have him figured out. He whispers magic words to broken things, and they all whisper beatifically back and immediately begin to work perfectly. Oh, I know it’s not simple. I’ve watched his process, and I realize it’s thorough and sometimes time consuming, but the end result is truly magical to me, a girl who pathologically destroys everything she touches.
If this assignment was People Who Inspire Me, it would immediately have been easier. Choosing just one is very limiting. In the last month I’ve written about different people: my husband, parents, siblings, friends, and told stories about some of them and how they have influenced my life. Anyone who has been mentioned on my blog has obviously inspired (okay I low key hate this word by now) me in some way. And many people I haven’t mentioned also have inspired me. I think it would be safe to say that every person I know has inspired me in some way. Most people inspire in positive ways, but a a few people I know have inspired anger and other negative reactions.
And to remain true to me, I have to ask this question to myself. Who am I inspiring ? And am I inspiring in a good way? Or
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