I saw your card posted in the mail room the other day and took a picture. Going through my photos today, I passed by the photo of your card and went to see what you had going. 
And this is the entry I landed on. I am ever so grateful that I did, but I don’t know if I can handle two entries in one sitting because you stirred something in me that was so deep, waiting for the perfect time in my life to wake up, that I must sit with my own emotion pool, to let it nourish me and usher me more deeply into previously evaded inner truths. 
There is joy, a little envy that you courageously stepped into this domain (I’ve had an active, “any day now,“ urge to start writing again since 2019), a little grief about the obstacles I’ve thrown in my own path, self compassion because I know my journey is exactly what it needs to be and that I will write when the conditions are right (I’ve had a lot of thawing out, self discovery, and self acceptance to do since I moved here), a “new to me,” buoyancy supported by an inner knowing that the universe is much more supportive than I thought, and a shimmering, visceral infusion of grace that I am not alone!
Right now I celebrate the realization that you’re more of a comrade than I could have imagined.
Your words are Poignant and powerfully moving. Thank you for offering your unique voice for the world to witness. 
Oh, my God, Kalah, I am so moved by your comment. I was just today reading back over this post and wondering how I could have been so forthright. I guess the universe just prodded me in that direction. I truly hope that you can start writing. I can help you with that.
Fran,
I saw your card posted in the mail room the other day and took a picture. Going through my photos today, I passed by the photo of your card and went to see what you had going. 
And this is the entry I landed on. I am ever so grateful that I did, but I don’t know if I can handle two entries in one sitting because you stirred something in me that was so deep, waiting for the perfect time in my life to wake up, that I must sit with my own emotion pool, to let it nourish me and usher me more deeply into previously evaded inner truths. 
There is joy, a little envy that you courageously stepped into this domain (I’ve had an active, “any day now,“ urge to start writing again since 2019), a little grief about the obstacles I’ve thrown in my own path, self compassion because I know my journey is exactly what it needs to be and that I will write when the conditions are right (I’ve had a lot of thawing out, self discovery, and self acceptance to do since I moved here), a “new to me,” buoyancy supported by an inner knowing that the universe is much more supportive than I thought, and a shimmering, visceral infusion of grace that I am not alone!
Right now I celebrate the realization that you’re more of a comrade than I could have imagined.
Your words are Poignant and powerfully moving. Thank you for offering your unique voice for the world to witness. 
Oh, my God, Kalah, I am so moved by your comment. I was just today reading back over this post and wondering how I could have been so forthright. I guess the universe just prodded me in that direction. I truly hope that you can start writing. I can help you with that.