Well I was going through this drawer of letters and cards that I had. It made me think about 500 Days of Summer again and reminded me of the scene where Tom freaked out about greeting cards and then quit his job.
What are words? And why don't we speak the ones that mean the most more often? And why do we turn to words already made by someone else? Why do we have to hide behind another's words? We need to learn to be brave enough to say our own words.
I love that I have all these meaningful words written down on paper that I have to keep but, as I was reading I also realized that a select few of these letters were the last attempt to save something that was failing. Those words are things I am grateful I have on paper to be reminded of but, during that time the last thing I needed was words on paper. I needed to hear those words come from that person's mouth. And often. And I needed them long before they came.
Words are only representations of things. We need not only say or write these things that we truly mean but, show them by our actions as well.
I love books, I write often in my journal. I can not accurately portray images in my head by sketching so I first write out my ideas and what I see and feel before starting a painting. I am so grateful for these letters I have. I am grateful for words that are sung. I am grateful for pen and paper that aids expression of feeling and emotion and learning. I am grateful for language that allows feelings to be expressed through words but, I so wish that we expressed those meaningful things more often.
Words are beautiful on paper or spoken but they need to be used more. And not just used to only use but to use with purpose. They should be used to make ourselves and others better people because they were spoken or written or sung.
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