Oh my god, good god, dear god how I miss your writing. So much that I don't even know it until I am reminded BY YOUR WRITING of how you write which is like no one else. This is going to stay up on my computer all day so that I can read it over and over. I do not want to miss one crumb of it.
Rebecca. Thank you. Mostly thank you for this right now today but thank you for being who you are to me and letting me be I am to you.
Dear Rebecca, Your writing , your insight, always resonate. In these times, dark for so many reasons, your shared dark times still bring with them your unique light. Glad to have an account her, apropos of something.
I hate that you’re suffering, isn’t a blister evidence enough that the fit isn’t quite right yet? Dentures can be traumatic when they don’t fit right. As if the storm and power outage wasn’t traumatic enough. Sending you love, so happy you finally have you power back on.
Oh my god, good god, dear god how I miss your writing. So much that I don't even know it until I am reminded BY YOUR WRITING of how you write which is like no one else. This is going to stay up on my computer all day so that I can read it over and over. I do not want to miss one crumb of it.
Rebecca. Thank you. Mostly thank you for this right now today but thank you for being who you are to me and letting me be I am to you.
I love you, Rebecca.
Dear Rebecca, Your writing , your insight, always resonate. In these times, dark for so many reasons, your shared dark times still bring with them your unique light. Glad to have an account her, apropos of something.
I hate that you’re suffering, isn’t a blister evidence enough that the fit isn’t quite right yet? Dentures can be traumatic when they don’t fit right. As if the storm and power outage wasn’t traumatic enough. Sending you love, so happy you finally have you power back on.
Xoxo
Barbara