Thanks so much, Jamie, I love your writing too! (I especially loved what you recently wrote about not listening to other voices--I am so with you on that.) And of course, it's always an honor to be compared to Mr. Toad.
I could truly relate to your inner frustration, always the "Hero" with no reward. But, aren't we to give "without" thought of return. Not meant to guilt. It is tough "growing". Thanks for sharing of yourself. It allows others to realize "that they are not alone". You are the Hero for getting beyond the challenge.
Thank you Ortrun! I loved this because I just found notes from some work you and I did together after Mom died, and we were talking about that being the final lesson: pure, unconditional love. Do you remember? Which was where I got to by the time she died, and it was so amazing. But sheesh! I had to go through a lot of feelings to get to that place!
I loved the part about your son too, so funny! Gah, those superhero movies. (What is it with America's obsession with superheroes anyway?) I can so relate to this post. Love it.
It really is crazy, the way we love that one person fighting armies all by themselves. Why? Who wants to do that? And are the rest of us that powerless? I'm so glad you related. I'm not surprised ;). Thanks for reading!
Oh, I wish you were too. That is exactly what we would have done. I always wish you were at the party with me. We should just have our own party. Screaming! Crying! Laughing!
Thank you for this exploration into the shared human experience of love and grief. I loved the line about not being lost. It's all part of the mysterious journey. The more we travel the more we can feel comfortable in uncharted territory. 💚
Love your writing. It just pulls me along, feeling a bit like Mr. Toad’s wild ride, but with an unexpectedly grounded center.
Thanks so much, Jamie, I love your writing too! (I especially loved what you recently wrote about not listening to other voices--I am so with you on that.) And of course, it's always an honor to be compared to Mr. Toad.
Love your son’s hilarity at mom getting into drunken fight at party! Hilarious! Let’s hear more about her!
Ha ha, stay tuned. Luckily, she's been quiet lately, but the year is still young!
Just checking out your Substack for the first time and just love your raw candor. You hooked me right away from word 1.
Thank you so much!
Love it. Love you. xxL
Same.
Lovely, Rebecca.
Thank you, Roxana! Also, my friend Sarah wants me to tell you THANK YOU for the Washington Post piece you wrote on polio. She absolutely loved it.
Thanks for speaking your soul out loud. How else can it be heard?
Thanks for listening, Fran!
I could truly relate to your inner frustration, always the "Hero" with no reward. But, aren't we to give "without" thought of return. Not meant to guilt. It is tough "growing". Thanks for sharing of yourself. It allows others to realize "that they are not alone". You are the Hero for getting beyond the challenge.
Thank you Ortrun! I loved this because I just found notes from some work you and I did together after Mom died, and we were talking about that being the final lesson: pure, unconditional love. Do you remember? Which was where I got to by the time she died, and it was so amazing. But sheesh! I had to go through a lot of feelings to get to that place!
I can relate to the grief, and losses we experience, sometimes slowly, and while the person is still here. It's hard!
Thank you for saying it.
Thanks, Bethany!
Gutted me (in a good way).
Thank you!
Love this!!!
Thank you, Vince!
I loved the part about your son too, so funny! Gah, those superhero movies. (What is it with America's obsession with superheroes anyway?) I can so relate to this post. Love it.
It really is crazy, the way we love that one person fighting armies all by themselves. Why? Who wants to do that? And are the rest of us that powerless? I'm so glad you related. I'm not surprised ;). Thanks for reading!
I love this post! I wish I was at that party. I would have been screaming, Yay! Let's get out of here and go cry. And then we'd laugh a lot.
Oh, I wish you were too. That is exactly what we would have done. I always wish you were at the party with me. We should just have our own party. Screaming! Crying! Laughing!
The full catastrophe!
Yes dear friend. So honest.
Thank you, Dorothy. Miss you.
xxxxoooooooo
Thank you for this exploration into the shared human experience of love and grief. I loved the line about not being lost. It's all part of the mysterious journey. The more we travel the more we can feel comfortable in uncharted territory. 💚