I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
Month: December 2020
Each of us is fragile, under pressure, and aware of the life’s difficulties. Day by day the obstacles change, or become more familiar, and we deal with them (or try) in our own way.
Past experience allows us, at times, to get through, or get past all that we face; only because we have been there before.
It might not be the same experience, but we have learned.
Life’s common, or uncommon, events take a chip out of our ego, dent our pride, and leave scars or scuffs.
Sometimes we can’t see. Other times we can’t heal.
We are all a bit broken, and full of imperfections.
When we connect with another person, we get a sense of their hardships, or inadequacies.
We learn to accept them as we have come to accept ourselves.
In that we find beauty.
Each of us are beautiful wrecks. When we realize that, it makes it easier to accept one another.
I am here, flaws and all.
I’m glad you are as well.
12/12/2020 j.g.l.
Posted on December 12, 2020 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
Morning sky
opens to opportunity.
Try to discover what
can’t be articulated. If
there is a conversation
you’ve been avoiding,
that’s the conversation
you need to have.
j.g.l.
Posted on December 11, 2020 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
We feel days turn to weeks, and then months, until you can’t tell one from the other.
Each of us, regardless of city or country, has muddled through the year in a state of temporary displacement.
It’s December now. I might have noticed last week, but it didn’t quite sink in.
It has been like that lately. It’s not been a great time.
You keep wishing the year was over, and then it almost is.
I haven’t done as much as I’d like this year; I haven’t even done what I should have months ago. Since autumn arrived, I’ve been falling behind.
Heck I didn’t complete all my October tasks, let alone November. And now there are December things to do.
Like Christmas cards
I usually, or I try, to get cards out in plenty of time.
I try, or I usually do.
Not so much in 2020.
Christmas cards are important. It’s that one time of a year when you want someone to know you are thinking of him or her; especially this year. We all need to think a little more about those people who fill our lives with meaning, even from a distance.
A Christmas card sends a little love, and whishes for a better year ahead.
12/11/2020 j.g.l.
