Five Minute Fridays are back! Today’s prompt is: Choose. Go.
What does it mean to choose? How much of who we are is a choice? How much of what we are was determined before we were born? I’ve been fascinated by those questions for as long as I can remember. I am a daughter, a sister, a cousin. But I am also an artist, a book lover. I have a fondness for horses. My grandmother was a librarian & my mother always has a book. They have no idea where my interest in art came from, except that my birthmother painted. My father grew up on a farm, though he doesn’t ride much. My birthfather was in a rodeo. I don’t know where my desire to write comes from, maybe from a love for books. There’s something cathartic about choosing to share your thoughts & feelings with the world.