Writing to Relive

      I am actually really happy to be blogging today.I guess I missed writing for a while. This week I went to volunteer in one of my neighborhood’s soup kitchen. I go there whenever I am free but this time was different.  It  inspired me to write. 
       As I was doing my normal routine of serving food to the adult’s, an old woman came up to me and told me she liked my scarf. I thanked her and went about my job as usual. She then asked me to have lunch with her. I was reluctant at first but after she constantly offered, I agreed.
           She asked me quite a number of questions, firstly beginning with why I come here. I told her my reason and she began telling me about her childhood and the things she did when she was my age. She then concluded with telling me that she had no one to take care of her and her kids do not even come to visit her. I felt really bad. I did not know what to say to her but I just gave her some last words of advice, hoping it would make her feel better. 
       This made me wonder how there are so many things in life that we are unaware of, as a result of  our busy lives. It made me  realize that one thing I really want to do in the future is: travel around the world to make a difference. Not only that, but I want to treasure the expieriences through writing. I never thought that writing would help me document this expierience but I can relive this whole incident just as I am writing it now. I guess now I know where writers get their inspiration from. Sometimes, I get so stuck trying to write something but now I realized, I just need to relive each story I am writing about.