My stepmom swears by this. Just recently being home we sat one day and she explained the impact it had on her life. How she has been able to connect with her family. The thought crossed my mind that... hmmm. Might not be such a bad idea. I travel alot and am rarely home so this is a good way to stay in contact with my family... I left it at just that. A thought. I left Oregon and continued on my travels not really thinking of this bloggin thing again. Then last night I was packing to return to work on a the ship when I realized I have stopped writing my poetry. This is what I started to write.

Sometimes I wonder if I purposely forget to write.
Because if I do then maybe I will not remember.
It is a joke because I can not erase a memory.
Espically those that are so deeply etched into my heart.
Those moments haunting me forever, acts reciting in my mind and a word always exposing inself to me in remberance of the past.

Not sure if it is finished yet, but it made me realize I can't let go of a passion. So I decided to start a blog where I can write, anytime and all the time.