When Jaye called me into the office to see Sue’s new word and picture for the #writephoto challenge, my first thought was, no thanks, I’ll give that one a miss.
What could I say about the word Stark?
I wrote a poem called Hope, that seemed to sum up the meaning of Stark to me.
This morning, Jaye called out each comment to me as I sat in the living room. I was feeling low, so each comment blew me away.
I can’t tell you how much this means to me. I had just finished the #BlogBattle challenge, called Education, all about how hard learning had been for me when I was at school. All your lovely comments were music to my ears.
I wanted to jump on my time machine to tell all my old teachers about it.
Daft I know, I should be over it by now. Being made to feel a fool all those years ago must have left a strange mark on my psyche.
Most of the time, it is quite well buried, so today I need to thank each and every one of you who took the time to say how my poem Hope, made you feel.
The word Hope laced each of you together in the one big hug that I felt this morning.