This is the first post of a three-part series on depression and anxiety, so if that’s an off-limits topic for you, I’ll see you again on the weekend! But it’s really intended as a series on hope from someone who has been-there-done-that and loves life in all of its complicated craziness as I know it now, on the other, generally sunnier, end of the tunnel. Today, for your contemplation, a meditation based on a true story of fear and loneliness and the possibility of triumph through one faint but persistent call for help.
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I hope someday you’re known among the great poets of the world, Kathryn. Very powerful. For some reason it puts me in mind of Yeats’ “Second Coming”.
You are too generous. And I am humbled. Thank you, Beth!
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Dear Kathryn, I’m here, I’m listening, reading and looking. x
Claire, dearest, I hope you know how much that means to me! Thank you.
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I believe I do. That’s th ejoy of friendship x
Word choice and pacing makes this really intense.
Phil, you have such mastery over word choice and pacing that this means all the more, coming from you. I bow to your skills!
xo
Thanks for your kind words.
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