The Meaning of Words

These past few days I’ve been thinking about words a lot.

I am trying to express myself in ways that I’ve never really explored before. Writing is way different than talking. There are thoughts that can’t be expressed in the right tone or they simply come off the wrong way. I’ve found myself worrying that the posts are boring and uneventful. I’m afraid that I’m not fully expressing just how much fun I am having and how wonderful the days are.

I was writing a note to Sara Young to let her know how much I truly appreciated all the work she had put into our visit and her willingness to join in. I kept wanting to used the word “beautiful” to describe her, but in so many different ways, for different aspects of her. I felt that my words fell flat. I changed to some synonyms for the word, but I still didn’t feel as though there was enough power or enough meaning to what I really had in mind.

It was frustrating. I also have noticed that there have been a few times that I have said things and not quite hit the note I meant to. Part of it has been learning to communicate with all the different, new people around me and part of it is that I really don’t have the right words. I want to express my feelings and gratitude to everyone.

This has seriously inspired me to try to put effort into learning another language. I am sure that there are words out there that say what I want to say. I am sure that there is beauty in the words of other languages. I’ve heard others try to explain to me what other languages are trying to express and what it means in English. I’m ready to learn for myself.

This trip has put a seed of love for travelling inside my soul and I want to water it and encourage it to grow. It started with words.

I wanna see where it ends.

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