San Clemente found my heart -

who ever knew way over here on the other side of Orange County there be a city that waited for me....... train tracks, a walk to the water.   rocks that stick out just far enough that you can walk to another part of the beach without having to swim. You can walk through the water, those silly rocks you cant stop me.  If your not a beach baby this might sound a bit ridiculous.  But, these are the things  that go through my head.  I deeply appreciate these kinds of things and am proud to have the capacity to do so.

Love Letters

Dear.......     This email thing is going to kill me right now.  I need to go back to the classic pen and paper with you.  You take me back before that first hurt.  When it comes to you, i can love like I have never been hurt before.  Just typing this makes my chest tight, and everything else left fluttering.  How is this happening?  What is it? The last time I wrote a letter to someone I loved, I was 21.  That was also the first year that love hurt me.  I was never the same.  I knew in 1997 that once you have been in a love that hurts you, you never can love the same, ever.  I was poetic when i was young.  Words used to come from my gut.   You have taken me back there  You have loved so selflessly that my heart has opened to a world of thoughts and emotions again.  Welcoming them in I stop tapping on the keys and begin to write.  You tell me though, to not get deep, stay simple with words.  If I write you a letter I risk getting to a place that might make our hearts cry.  Do I ask you first if a letter is worth writing if it might not ever be read? Love Ambur