Many years ago I had all my poems and short stories saved online (along with a book I was writing). When my son and I started mending our fences I copied them.all off for him to read. I felt it would give him a glimpse of who his mom is.
A few years ago my computer crashed. I lost everything. Subsequentially I also lost my desire to write. Its hard to explain how devastating it was to me to lose my writings. They are a part of me.
So yesterday my son was going through some things here at his place and he came across my folder I had given him with all.my writings. My poems, my short stories, my unfinished book - me!
Going to make copies of everything and then leave the originals with him.