Trying something new

Today I am making a choice to challenge myself as a writer.  I know, I write to you here on my blog, but I need to stretch my abilities, to gain some skill in other areas of conveying thought.  To that end, I have decided to join up with thousands of others,  HERE  at The Daily Post.

It is not my intention to write every day, but through the week I may choose one or two prompts to stretch my brain and foster my creativity.   How ironic then, that in choosing today to begin, the prompt should be one of a personal nature?  Well, it is said to write about what you know, and so I begin.

Audience of One:  Picture the one person in the world you really wish were reading your blog. Write her or him a letter.


Dear Aaron,

You often told me of this lovely place and asked me to come visit you here.  Your descriptions of the countryside, and the joy in your voice told me it was special, yet I delayed my interest in visiting.  I was afraid to let go of home.  Afraid of going somewhere new.  So I stayed.

Why did I wait till your memorial to come and see you?  Only then to discover what a beautiful place this is…  after you were gone?  How many times did Bob tell me that he wanted to leave California, to get out and live somewhere less hectic, more rural, and I dug in my heals.  Resisted.  Shut my heart to the thought.

I finally made it here little brother, and you were right all along.  It is a beautiful place to live.  My only regret is that you are not here to enjoy it with me.   I write about it often here on my pages.  I share the loveliness with others, and only wish that you could read it, that I might share it with you too.

I miss you little brother,



50 thoughts on “Trying something new

        • pixilated2 says:

          Oh, Annie, I’m sorry!
          Aaron died unexpectedly, and then almost exactly a year later Eric died from some mysterious cancer, so the raw part was that both were younger than me. Having the chance I made sure I got there to see Eric before he died. We had some good long talks and reminisced about our childhood… and, yes, the good memories do keep our hearts warm.

  1. Deb Weyrich-Cody says:

    Oh my dear Lynda, my heart bleeds – what a beautifully written letter… I am deeply honoured, that when you chose to write something so intensely personal, you would share it here with us. I can’t help but believe, where there is such deep emotion, that your brother hears every time you speak to him; with you in spirit, every step of the way.
    With love, Deb

    • pixilated2 says:

      Thank you, Deb. I’ve never believed in spirits or visitations from the dead. However, I will share this with you…

      When my sister and I came here for his memorial service we went to visit a cave he had told us about so many times. He was in awe of it and really wanted to take us there with him when or if we came to visit… neither of us did.

      Walking through the massive place of beauty we were both struck with the feeling of closeness to him there. Some might say he was there with us, others not. It is my feeling that it was his passion for the place that we carried with us in our hearts, that brought on the feeling of intimacy we both felt while visiting there. Being in place that we knew he had been to regularly, that he loved so much, made us feel as if he was there, and it was a beautiful feeling. I have been back twice since and not had the same experience as that first time with my sister. ~Lynda

  2. Playamart - Zeebra Designs says:

    what a tender and beautiful letter to your brother! through it, you remind others not to wait to tell others how much you love them, or make an effort to meet them half way. it’s beautiful.

    i am sure that was his spirit watching over you, comforting you before he moved on. he’s probably watching over you now and cheering from another realm!


    • pixilated2 says:

      Thank you, I’m glad you liked it, Julie. It was one of the quickest posts I have ever written, but then, the words have been in my heart for a very long time now. I was good to get them out in the sunshine.

  3. shoreacres says:

    Your experience in the cave doesn’t suprise me at all. I think there are particular times and places where the veil between the living and the dead “thins” a little, and that feeling of closeness results. I’ve always thought that St. Paul had that same kind of experience – I don’t think his musings about seeing in a mirror dimly were purely philosophical or theological!

    It’s such a lovely letter. I always envy those who’ve had the experience of brothers and sisters. When you’re six, being an only child’s ok. When you’re sixty, it would be nice to have a history with someone. Obviously, your history with your brothers was good. Not perfect, perhaps, but very good.

    • pixilated2 says:

      Linda, it was good, not all the time, we were kids after all, but we did have some great adventures! Now it is just me and my sister. She’s still in California, but she calls often and we talk a lot! More now than when we lived closer, actually! 😉


    Lynda, That is beautiful. I know you miss him very much but always keep him in your heart and remember the good times. There is no way to go back, we have to look to God and keep all our memories of our families and do not let the world get all of us down. Charles

  5. littlesundog says:

    Beautiful post Lynda. I’m so sorry about the loss of your brother. I think this challenge is a great idea, and you wrote such lovely prose this first time. I’m proud of you for “trying something new”. I wish I had the courage to do so… and the energy. Most days I’m just too tired to think!

    • pixilated2 says:

      Thanks, Lori! Actually, I understand about being too tired to think, but this week has been awesome for writing, and I have no idea why. So, I have just been going for it while its there for the taking! 😀

  6. Janet, The Queen of Seaford says:

    What a wonderful writing prompt. You spoke from the heart and it is apparent from the comments. I am getting back into my blog, not consciously I took a couple weeks off.
    Having siblings is special, though there are times we drift apart. Time is short and I suppose we should remember to come back together.

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