Example of My Writing

(I will not be back until June. So please do not expect me to respond to things right away.)

You stand in an open field, with the feeling of disembodiment. Perhaps it is just a dream. Although, unlike a dream, you have no control over what happens, only what you experience.

By choosing to press on you are introduced to people whom you will never hear their true voice, yet you know what they are saying. You know what they wear, even though you have never witnessed them.

Time progresses and you watch as they go through periods of their life with trials, triumphs, and losses. They become a part of you, linked by emotions and the traveling of the same path. Epic battles unfold of both physical and emotional origin. Every battle has its casualties, for no one is invincible. No one can live forever.
Mourning the loss of those whom you grew to love is hard. The strength to move on is gained through a slow process, but you wipe the tears from your eyes anyway and continue the journey with the ones who remain.

Wind whips your face and chills any skin that is exposed, this trip has increased its pace for you. Breathing heavily and struggling to keep up, the snapshots of events flash before you. One by one, they reveal themselves, unfolding and unfolding until they are at their fullest potential.

Your chest swells with pride as that one person that you grew most attached to is honored beynd their wildest dreams. Whether it be in life or death. A smile play across you lips and tears work their way to the corners of your eyes as you reach for the next page of the journey, only to find there is none.

The back cover swings closed reverently, as you place the book upon the table beside you. It would take a moment to digest all the events that overtook your body.

(To be continued...)