You were wonderful to me. When I was crawling out of the sludge. I wish I could thank you all again. Some of you, I’ve lost your emails, your addresses. There is so much I wanted to say that I just couldn’t then. I had hit the wall. I couldn’t move. Sometimes, for days. Your words and tokens of hope kept me going, more than I can ever express.
I am going through the basement this week. I have boxes of darling little girl clothes—infant and toddler, especially. If any of you know anyone going through a particularly difficult time, with a wee lassie needing clothes, let me know. I would love to give back this way. Pass it forward, yes. Let’s pass it around the world, loveys. It’s not much, but it would be good for me to move on, and to know that the clothes will be going to someone who truly needs them.
I am deeply grateful to all of you. Wish I could have you all over for tea and fake flames and mojitos and homemade chili (this, I can make).
I send love.
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