This all seems strange to me although I have been journaling for 12 years now. More recently I have toyed with the idea of writing a blog so here goes.
When visiting The Gambia 🇬🇲 which is often called the smiling coa of Africa I journal daily. On my last visit lasting three months I chatted and got to know so many vulnerable people who seemed to form a theme for my writing. I have just returned from a short stay in Blackpool which doesn’t have another name however I discovered similar vulnerable people.
Since my mother died in 2015 I have visited several seasides which I will perhaps discuss in future postings.
All these experiences have created a greater self awareness. Perhaps the vulnerable people mirrored my own vulnerability.