Since I left Portland, I have been struggling to write anything in my blog. I felt the loss of the most important thing in my life, which is the ability to express my feeling. Sometimes, I feel attempting to write is like giving birth to words, painful in the beginning and may require Caesarean surgery.
I met a lot of people here in Saudi who have never been into writing experience in their whole life. They feel that they have nothing to write about! nothing to share! nothing to express! They misunderstood the main purpose of writing. You don’t have to have a good story in order to write. Good writers don’t write because they want other people to appraise them. They write because it is their passionate and they want to experience this unique way of self reflection.
It is indeed sad that some people have never felt the joy of writing until now. Their moments, feelings, ideas and most importantly their self reflection, went by with no record. I have read somwhere that we write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.
I think we should all have the courage to write our stories, regardless of how insignificant and senseless they might be. The struggle to write is only in the first step, once you pass it, you will see your hands moving passionately to write your story and then, your whole life will change.
So, let’s write and write and write until the last breath of our life.
