To the members of the Two Writing Teachers community and especially the teachers who orchestrated #SOL19:
I wasn’t 100% on board with this year’s SOL Challenge if I’m honest. When I review my posts, I’m somewhat surprised that the entire month passed, and I have something published for each day. What I’m happy about is that I’m back in a “somewhat” habit and hopeful that Tuesday will arrive with renewed commitment to the weekly opportunity to engage with a community of writers.
More than writing some pieces that feel true to me in hindsight though, I am grateful to the people whose words have resonated for me, made me think and wonder. I have loved small moments in waiting rooms and the creative impetus manifest in a knit cap, and with kids contemplating Spring Break at the request of their dad. I have nodded in sympathy with a writer who said, “I just can’t do it right now,” but didn’t let that deter her from writing when she could—and being unashamed of life’s other demands.
I’ve traveled to quilt shows and seen the world through cats’ eyes. I’ve read flash fiction that used a summit as a symbol for recovery from divorce. I’ve heard about wind storms and weddings, the love of a mother for her son-turning-forty. I’ve gone dress shopping for the last dance in elementary school and weathered a minor flood and house repair. I’ve sat at the dinner table with a mother and son who gathered over frozen pizza and made it a gourmet moment.
I’ve felt like the turn-and-talk partner to so many writers with stories to tell on the big carpet where we all are learning together.
Stories are the way we share our humanity, and this March has proved that without doubt. Thanks, everyone!