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Sunday, December 22, 2024

I’m not giving up on you or me. – The Bloggess


I’ve been in a melancholy this final week and actually, I’d in all probability nonetheless be in mattress however I made a promise to replace my substack each week and it pressured me to jot down, which really helped in a wierd manner. Simply in case you aren’t signed up for it, right here’s what I shared immediately. I’ll be again right here quickly. Promise.

I’m scripting this a day late as a result of I’ve been in a melancholy and I needed to provide myself time. This final week I drew rather a lot…utilizing pictures to get out my emotions…however I don’t fairly have the phrases but. This picture felt proper although:

Typically the skies are darkish and the waves could rise round us, however nonetheless we stand. It may be scary and disorienting, however nonetheless…we’re right here. I’m not abandoning kindness and love and the data that mild at all times comes, ultimately. I’m not abandoning pleasure and silliness…as a result of clinging to it and celebrating it’s what we’ll bear in mind most. I’m not abandoning hope and belief…even when it typically feels more durable to follow. And even when the world could seem slightly chilly immediately, know that you’re right here with me on this stony tower that will sway however doesn’t crumble. I’m not abandoning myself. I’m not abandoning you. Don’t abandon who you’re.

Right this moment this popped up in my fortune cookie:

“Thoughts your phrases; they’ve the facility to construct or destroy.”

And I suppose that’s true in some ways. Phrases can destroy stunning issues, however they will additionally dismantle horrible issues. They will construct communities and hope and insurrection and luxury. And proper now I’ll use mine to remind you that you’re not alone. I’m so glad you’re right here.

So I assume possibly I did have some phrases in any case.

Hugs,

Jenny

Ps. I took this photograph with Dorothy Barker within the background (as a result of who doesn’t want a canine pic?) and he or she snatched it out of my hand after which instantly regretted it and I needed to fish it out of her mouth whereas she was me like, “WHY DOES IT SMELL LIKE COOKIE IF IT IS NOT COOKIE” and I used to be like, “I DON’T KNOW, DOTTIE. THE WORLD IS UPSIDE DOWN SOMETIMES” and he or she was like, “Woman, are you okay?” and I took a deep breath to regroup and warranted her that I used to be going to be tremendous and so Dottie and I are going downstairs for slightly candy deal with as a result of I feel possibly all of us deserve cookies and milkbones. 

Deal with your self kindly, buddy. I tremendous loopy love you.



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