"Two of my life’s central narratives—that his absence was willful, that I had mostly healed from my family trauma—collapsed." I hear you, Joy. I understand. Paddle when you can, and then lie down in the boat and rest when you're able.
Beautifully put, Emily! I co-sign! Take care of yourself as best as you can Joy. It's lovely to have you in my inbox again, so whenever you'd like to write, I'm here to read 💕
Until last year, I lived a few miles from Manasota Key. I'd have loved to meet a shrieking cactus. I'd have made us a pot of soup and we could have floated in the salt water to ease our pricklyness. Glad you're staying afloat. Glad we're not in Florida.
"Two of my life’s central narratives—that his absence was willful, that I had mostly healed from my family trauma—collapsed." I hear you, Joy. I understand. Paddle when you can, and then lie down in the boat and rest when you're able.
Beautifully put, Emily! I co-sign! Take care of yourself as best as you can Joy. It's lovely to have you in my inbox again, so whenever you'd like to write, I'm here to read 💕
I am so sorry to hear about your current struggles. Keep rowing...and writing.
I hope your metaphorical journey brings peace. Take care.
Until last year, I lived a few miles from Manasota Key. I'd have loved to meet a shrieking cactus. I'd have made us a pot of soup and we could have floated in the salt water to ease our pricklyness. Glad you're staying afloat. Glad we're not in Florida.
Thank you, Eileen. (I loved your book so much.)
Oh! Thank YOU.
"Limbic capitalism," what a term. I already feel smarter having read this!