Jennifer, Montréal QC (2.4)
"To not be able to write or to hold a big book and having to soak in the poetry of our daily life is extremely rich. I have this desire to write and to put words on what is happening in our little bubble, but at some point, I simply had to let go. I realized there might be some things that would remain unspoken. That some moments would never be told and would only exist in my heart, which is why I imagine we love them forever: they forge bonds for life. As much as I didn’t feel ready when I had my first-born, because of basic material considerations and because I was thrown back into grad-school, as much as with him I told to myself 'No, this time, I want to experience it.' There might be no immediate writing as I thought there would be, but that’s fine. I am totally ok with this idea, humbled. We are in such a Facebook world, in which we have to say everything, to repeat every cute or funny word our children say. This time around, I thought let’s just live what is happening inside – of me and of this bubble. It enriched my inner self and my soul, it enriched my mind and that was it! It won’t be spoken and maybe it’ll help me in five or ten years to find the right words to write a poem. But for now, I have to accept that it was kind of a 'vacation' from any critical thinking. I embraced it and it’s beautiful. For real, in letting go, what emerges is truly beautiful."