The chronicles of a mind that never stops wandering.
What does that mean? Where am I going with this?
Well, I don’t really know either. What I do know is that I have the inability to shut my mind off. I mean really, this brain of mine never stops wandering. I think, I write, I think, I write. But I never write on paper, I never write online (until now). The writing has always been composed in my mind, where is was stored and locked away. But as a twenty-something, what good is that? Why not share the chronicles of this busy, wandering mind of mine? So that is precisely what I am going to do. I will share with all of you, the craziness of what it is that is going on in my head which is both a blessing and a curse.
My aspiration of one day being able to truly take my thoughts and compose a beautiful piece of literature has to start somewhere. So today, it will start here.
twentysomethingchronicles.com 
Anna… it’s Connie from PEI. I hope you don’t mind but your mom shared your blog address with me and I began reading this afternoon. I had over an hour by myself and I can’t quite articulate how impressed, inspired and consoled I felt with the richness and depth of understanding you have relayed through your entries. I felt like I had stumbled upon a great book of writings in a bookstore…! I have only gotten partway through and was making notes to myself for further reflection. I love reading that helps me explore quietly and in depth to become a better self. You have accomplished this already and I thank you. This reading deserves quiet and attention so I will return.
When we were at Gordie’s funeral, I recognized your depth and beautiful soul. It is an old soul already and look how young you are! I too loved Gordie deeply and miss him – his humour, random hellos, kind/helpful/reassuring comments. At times when we would be at gatherings, I liked to just go over and stand beside him for a “rest” and “recharge” in a crowded room. He was one of those people who “filled you up” or “refuelled” you – quietly. He brought out my humour and sometimes we laughed over the most random thoughts. The world indeed lost a great man. And I will read your post again on this because it will help me recken with what we did lose and can take from what he gave us and give back to others. I know one thing…on the day of the funeral, when I heard the kind and reassuring words you sent him through your texts, I felt grateful. Gratedful that you gave him that love and reassurance and I have no doubt that this helped him feel stong and comforted and most importantly, loved. Thank you for that gift you gave him throughout his illness. You have so much of your mom and dad in you. A powerful blend of strengthes.
I am so excited for you and the beauty you already have to embrace this wonderful world with all it’s ups and downs. And to thank you for creating this opportunity for me to express myself in a way and on a level I rarely do! That’s because you are an “old” soul – look what you draw out – lol!
with much love and admiration for who you already are 👍❤️
Connie
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