A Year in Reflection

I’ve done a lot of thinking the week leading up to this day about yesterdays, childhood, adulthood, change, and progression. And as the sun drifted into sleep, I could hear the whispers of the wind as the storm walked around Shreveport last night. I stood on my porch and thought again about this past year and whether or not I’ve grown any. The night was a peaceful calm despite the loud conversations going on between thunder, waving trees, and rain drops. They had a message for me I knew, and had been sent as the first to give me a birthday shout.

Thank-You

As I continue to build and to network and socialize with all of you talented people out there, I would just like to give a special S / O to everyone in the blogosphere who has supported this blog, continues to support this blog, and contributed in any way to its growth. I really do appreciate each of you. I’m twenty-eight years old today and as I grow, I hope that you can grow with me and together increase in the productivity of our writing / blogging goals. If the number eight is symbolic of new beginnings, who know what this year has in store. Perhaps I’ll live long enough to tell you about it.We’ll see.

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Yecheilyah

I write Black Historical Fiction, Poetry, and Inspirational Non-Fiction for the Freedom of all People. Visit me on the web at yecheilyahysrayl.com/

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