This story haunted me to the degree that I couldn't comment earlier. I had saved it to read again and...I just did. The phone calls with your dying brother are so recognizable to me that it was as if you were writing my story.
But it is the gentle push on your back that keeps running through my head. That push to begin. That push that keeps you going on this project.
That is a gift, Ann, and I realize you know it.
That push could be used by me, too, and that image just may be the ticket.
Beautiful, Ann. Thank you. ❤️
Thanks for sharing Ann. Your writing created a movie in my head while I was reading. Amazing!
Jeff, thanks for sharing your thoughts. These scenes live in my head like a movie too!
This story haunted me to the degree that I couldn't comment earlier. I had saved it to read again and...I just did. The phone calls with your dying brother are so recognizable to me that it was as if you were writing my story.
But it is the gentle push on your back that keeps running through my head. That push to begin. That push that keeps you going on this project.
That is a gift, Ann, and I realize you know it.
That push could be used by me, too, and that image just may be the ticket.
Thanks, once again, for sharing.
Julie, I'm so glad you found meaning in my writing. That means the world to me. And, yes, keep going!
Your words deeply touch my heart❤️
Thank you Ari, it means a great deal that my writing had meaning for you.
Lovely