The Spontaneous life

So I know that about 5 people read my blog - oh and that one person from the Netherlands.  It's ok - I don't mind - mostly I just wanted to see if I could go a month and post each day.  When I was a Senior at Sky View High (35 years ago this year) I had the most amazing Creative Writing teacher.  Mrs. Pat Clarke.  I had taken my college level English classes (I know you can find at least 15 errors in my grammar)(and I don't care) (:  Her class was right after my Competitive Sports class - in which I would have run, jumped, tackled, lifted, sprinted again and again and maybe improved a tiny bit each day.  I would come into her class exhausted - because I had to be at the school at 6 am for practices and the second round of running, jumping... well you know.  Each day she posted a topic on the board and for the first 15 minutes of class we were to write without stopping about the topic - empty our brains out on paper.... because Apple and HP were not invented yet.  Those are some of my most treasured works of writing.  There I was not an adult but not a child, choices, and challenges, and such a busy life.  It saved me to sit there and write.  Then she would ask us what the most important sentence we had written was, and why.  Some days there were tearful lines, others funny, some life changing.  It was also where I learned of those that took that class with me.  Their inner thoughts, their opinions and goals.  It changed me as a person to be with those people, writing those papers, in the moments of my Senior year.  They were Spontaneous Mini Thoughts.... Mrs. Clarke told me, "One day Nicole, you will be at a time in your life when you will remember these days, and these exercises in writing - and you will once again write in this manner."  Oh how I wish I could tell her the many times it's changed the outlook of my life for the good.  So... you're wondering if these are the real serious thoughts of my mind... no - they are just fun things that came to my mind and once you have one thought - you can't change the topic so I would just write.  But aside from that - in a protected place - I have written again for 15 minutes a day, 35 years later, thoughts that when put down on paper and taken from my mind and heart, have saved me yet again.  Take a moment - write it down - leave it there - then fill your mind again.  One day - my kids will read my journals and I hope they understand me better.  I spend so much time on the history of my family, and I forget that someday I'll be part of that history.  Sometimes writing about the major events of life seem so overbearing and burdensome - it's been fun to just take a moment and write something absolutely, how do I say... um oh ya - spontaneous...