You are a treasure. Even your bad news is so beautifully written. You are the first writer I look for on Substack, to bring clarity and hope. And to give me more motivation to fight, and be brave, and not let them steal my joy.
This piece is breathtaking. Wish I had the time to craft a well-written comment of appreciation, but in lieu of that, I’ll just say that I feel more clear-eyed when looking at the whole, and misty-eyed with the hopeful sentiment at the end. A rare occurrence. 🙏🏻
To a long-time writer who sits in a mostly dark, dimly lit office, mind fevered and fingers pounding away on a keyboard that speaks more fluently than the author ever will, your thanks are like mana from heaven. Thank you, kind Heather.
You are a treasure. Even your bad news is so beautifully written. You are the first writer I look for on Substack, to bring clarity and hope. And to give me more motivation to fight, and be brave, and not let them steal my joy.
Don’t ever let them steal your joy. Sometimes the only way we can gauge the darkness is by measuring the light of someone’s unconquerable joy.
Thank you. Even bad news comes with ammunition.
This piece is breathtaking. Wish I had the time to craft a well-written comment of appreciation, but in lieu of that, I’ll just say that I feel more clear-eyed when looking at the whole, and misty-eyed with the hopeful sentiment at the end. A rare occurrence. 🙏🏻
To a long-time writer who sits in a mostly dark, dimly lit office, mind fevered and fingers pounding away on a keyboard that speaks more fluently than the author ever will, your thanks are like mana from heaven. Thank you, kind Heather.