There are those who write it down. The good things, the memories, the heartaches, and meditations. I keep a journal for my son, Malachi. It has little tidbits from important people in our lives and his, and it also has many entries from me and my husband. Some of the things are about who we are and how much we believe in him. Some of it is about the little things that he does that we want to always remember. Some of it explains why we are where we are, and the call of God on our lives. I also keep a journal for myself-it's something I've done off and on since I was in middle school. I'm not consistent in journaling, but I often find when there's something important that has happened, or a hard time I'm going through, I can articulate it most clearly through writing. My emotions spread out on paper for me[and hopefully only me] to see. The good thing about that is that I think/write about how I feel before I decide whether[or how] to express it to those who are most dear to me. The fault of this sometimes I think, is that often I don't share these parts of me with others. Sometimes I keep the bad, and the even the good, to myself.
There are those who take/let it out on others. They laugh and share when there are good times. They cry when they have hard times. They scream and yell and shout when they are hurt or confused or angry... They share who they are with all those who are around them. In some ways I think this could be a plus. With people like that, there's never any wondering what's happening in their head. Like the old saying goes, "they wear their heart on their sleeve." There's something to be said about someone who can be that open with the people in their lives. Of course, there's always the downside of that as well...hurting those around you with words out of emotion that don't always accurately portray how you are really feeling or what you really think.
There are those who create. In some ways, I guess this could fall under the writing category, but I think there are some differences. Sometimes beautiful things can come out of hard, confusing, hurtful, exciting, exhilarating, joyful times. Great songs, beautiful paintings, amazing architecture, photography, graphic design, poetry, sculpture, what have you, can all come out of expressing life-coping/dealing with the things of life. This could even lead to telling the "story" of creating while sharing this part of your life with those who enjoy your art. It could also be a way of sort of getting out of having to express your emotions and thoughts to others through conversation.
Some people revert inside of themselves not expressing their life to others or even to themselves. They may think a lot about what has happened to them, both good and bad. They may not think that their life is important enough to share, or their experiences significant enough, so they mull things over for themselves. They possibly will share their lives with one person who is incredibly close to them, whom they trust.
I think we all would be wise to learn from each category of these people. To learn how to deal/cope/learn from life by trying each way. Sometimes only sharing things with those we trust the most. Sometimes by expressing things outright by shouting, yelling, wearing our hearts on our sleeves. Sometimes we should create works of art by sorting through our experiences and feelings and creating out of them. Sometimes we should write or journal so that we can understand and express our own life for our own better understanding.
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