In a world of writing

First things first, this post is slightly ironic. I live in irony sometimes so indulge me.

We live in an day and age where we write everything. I know what you're thinking, 'I'm not a writer.' Allow me to push back. You write dozens of emails each day, nearly a hundred text messages, its possible you blog, every holiday is 'card worthy.' Trust me, you write a lot. You might not sit down and write your deepest thoughts in the bounded journal but you do write a lot.

Heres the thing that gets me. The most meaningful things we 'say' are things we write. Instead of telling that person exactly how we feel in the perfect moment, we wait until the moment is but a memory and text them afterwards about the butterflies and how our heart sank. For the person who has changed our life, we write a facebook message instead of just calling them to tell them the impact that can't be taken away. The most profound words we say to our families are words that Hallmark wrote and we only say it because we 'supposed to.'

Really?? Sure, its easier to write something with powerful words to express a strong message. But it carries little emotion and no courage. What's courageous is in the moment stuttering through the way your feels. Saying that you care, just because.

I guess you could say I'm slightly bothered by this. As I write this, I feel the irony. Its easy for me to write that I'll be more bold with my words to those I care about. I also don't want to diminish the fact that hand written cards, intentional texts and sweet messages are sometimes just what you need. But when those things replace saying it for real, thats what gets under my skin. I don't ever want to cease from saying what I feel and being willing to jump, trusting I can fly.

To my cyber friends, fellow bloggers, and myself--in a world of writing, may we also speak.

Blessings.