Me gustaria hablar español. Estudié español en la escuela, pero no lo usé. Necesito practicar mucho más para ser fluida.
El mensaje de escritura de hoy es: Qué idioma te gustaría poder hablar? #Bloganuary
Author: Brienna
What is a song or poem that speaks to you and why?
Darkness
@brienna
A troubled soul cries out,
lost amidst the darkness.
The night sky is dark,
darker than any before.
The stars shine brighter,
to light the way,
as the night grows on.
Lost souls gazing at the horizon,
the darkness gives way to dawn,
and the stars fade away.
This is today’s #Bloganuary entry. This poem was originally published here.
Today’s art comes from a request to Dall•E to make something to go with the poem.
Puppy Love
I have not thought recently about how I show love. A while back, I did the quiz from the book about Love Languages.
I’m pretty sure I scored high in gifts, acts of service, and maybe food. There’s really not one answer here. It depends on who you are. It depends on who I am at that particular moment.
If you’re one of my dogs, you get shown love through walks, grooming, affection (lots of affection), toys, birthday celebrations, treats, and of course, getting dressed up in dresses, PJs, and Halloween costumes.
If you’re anyone else… if you know, let me know, OK?
Today’s #Bloganuary prompt: How do you show love?
The Lies We Tell Ourselves
Mine usually come in the form of “you can’t do that.”
Other times it’s “not good enough”, or “smart enough”, or some variation of that.
While it’s taken a long time to recognize these as lies, I’m happy to report that I usually do these days.
Oh, another lie is that I like blogging every day. Don’t get me wrong; I LOVE blogging. But this everyday cadence, with a topic not of my own choosing, isn’t as fun as one might think.
Today’s #Bloganuary prompt: What’s a lie you tell yourself?