Jocelyn G. Donahoo
jgdandicecream.com

It's been years since my husband accused me of not thinking before I speak.  Yes, I stomped on people's toes not filtering what came out of my mouth.  I didn't have malicious intent.  I spoke the truth.  Something most of us don't want to hear.

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I had long since learned to curb my tongue, when it came to haunt me.  I experienced a person with no filter.  And it was hurtful.  Now, when things happen, I channel my thoughts into people or a story.  My poems are transparent, in hopes they force folks to feel something:  injustice, humor, pain, fear, gratitude, doubt, and ultimately, God's love and acceptance.  God gave me this big mouth, so I unzipped my thoughts, trusting Him to let me know what to write.