This leaves me wordless and in awe. Most of your writing leaves me wordless and in awe. And also full of so much love. For you, for Sophie, for all my own people, for the world. This one brought to mind some of Marina Tsvetaev’s poetry, love and heartache and floored by seeing a writer touch the live wire at the heart of everything.
Your writing slays me e v e r y time. Mining powerful, exquisite prose from the impossibly difficult . . . the overwhelming love manifest in your daily practice of showing up and "doing it." I am in awe. Beaming love and light to you. Always. All ways. ❤️
She is beautiful. In that picture, serene. She is indeed La Sirena. You take your love for her and turn it into poetry which goes straight into our hearts.
She looks amazing! I hear you on the gaggy-choking stuff. It used to scare me, but now most of it seems routine. Rob uses Kate Farms, too, when Vital 1.5 isn’t available. Formula can be good stuff--Rob grew into an adult on it, from 2 to 26 and counting. Sending our love. You’re doing great.
Dear you, thanks as always for molting your skin into prose, for feeding us whole delactables of wisdom, wonder, angst, love. This one made me think of my mom and her feeding tube days the last months of her life. How she’d buy 2 buck Chuck wine and pour it in, freed from how it tasted.
I can picture you lying next to Sophie (for some reason I am getting a dark screen where a picture might be?)... fingers intertwined... quietly and, dare I say peacefully after the coughing, etc episode - may you both get good sleep- the sleep of angels. Good night. I’m sprinkling fairy dust on the scene of you and Sophie
What’s the word for when you encounter something so profoundly beautiful that you’re left with no words, only tears and gratitude for that brief encounter?
This leaves me wordless and in awe. Most of your writing leaves me wordless and in awe. And also full of so much love. For you, for Sophie, for all my own people, for the world. This one brought to mind some of Marina Tsvetaev’s poetry, love and heartache and floored by seeing a writer touch the live wire at the heart of everything.
“Identity seepage and blur”…yes.
And a gorgeous picture of Sophie.
Sweet lady, I hope writing that provided you with some solace- it was beautifully written and praying for you and precious Sophie.
Your writing slays me e v e r y time. Mining powerful, exquisite prose from the impossibly difficult . . . the overwhelming love manifest in your daily practice of showing up and "doing it." I am in awe. Beaming love and light to you. Always. All ways. ❤️
She is beautiful. In that picture, serene. She is indeed La Sirena. You take your love for her and turn it into poetry which goes straight into our hearts.
Ahh! You and Sophie the mermaid are dear to us all. Sending love.
She looks amazing! I hear you on the gaggy-choking stuff. It used to scare me, but now most of it seems routine. Rob uses Kate Farms, too, when Vital 1.5 isn’t available. Formula can be good stuff--Rob grew into an adult on it, from 2 to 26 and counting. Sending our love. You’re doing great.
Gorgeous writing. 'Liquid Hope' is worth looking into, it's a really good company making really good food
This made my breath catch in my throat like a bundle of sticks. Love from the snowy north. Rebecca
Dear you, thanks as always for molting your skin into prose, for feeding us whole delactables of wisdom, wonder, angst, love. This one made me think of my mom and her feeding tube days the last months of her life. How she’d buy 2 buck Chuck wine and pour it in, freed from how it tasted.
She is beautiful.
I can picture you lying next to Sophie (for some reason I am getting a dark screen where a picture might be?)... fingers intertwined... quietly and, dare I say peacefully after the coughing, etc episode - may you both get good sleep- the sleep of angels. Good night. I’m sprinkling fairy dust on the scene of you and Sophie
there you go again. spinning words into what? gold I think. and beautiful Sophie. looking so strong and present in her way.
You are an amazing writer and a very special human being. This piece ripped my heart.
What’s the word for when you encounter something so profoundly beautiful that you’re left with no words, only tears and gratitude for that brief encounter?
Yeah, your words do that for me….
Thank you. - J
Beautiful. You. These words. Sophie.