This made me cry. Particularly the chaplain who offered you two solidarity, who showed you that you are not alone in the worst thing that could have ever happened. And I was left breathless at the beauty of this piece, and really, the mind behind it—these are the kinds of words that can’t be written without paying close attention to both the landscape of your soul and the landscape of our shared fragility. I’m grateful for how you see; it helps me keep my eyes open.
Thank you so much for your words, friend. I am so touched by them. You see so keenly too, unafraid to look suffering straight in the face, and you helped me feel seen here, too. <3
As always, it’s such a joy to read your words. Bless you❤️
❤️😭 Wow!
Thank you, Sara!
This made me cry. Particularly the chaplain who offered you two solidarity, who showed you that you are not alone in the worst thing that could have ever happened. And I was left breathless at the beauty of this piece, and really, the mind behind it—these are the kinds of words that can’t be written without paying close attention to both the landscape of your soul and the landscape of our shared fragility. I’m grateful for how you see; it helps me keep my eyes open.
Thank you so much for your words, friend. I am so touched by them. You see so keenly too, unafraid to look suffering straight in the face, and you helped me feel seen here, too. <3