friend— this was so wonderful to read. was catching up on newsletter subscriptions to end off my night (as it’s almost midnight), and this really was what i needed today.
“How do I believe in a future that isn’t there? How do I love a world that is hurtling towards the end, if not in this lifetime then the next?” this, especially. thank you for the reminder t that i (and you, too) was also once the child who didn’t worry about whether this world was worthwhile and whether my place here was needed. i hope your november is so very warm and full of love, thank you for writing <33
it means the world to me to be one of the newsletters you took the time to read at the end of what sounds like a long day, my friend. i wish you a kind and warm november as well. all the best to you, and hang in there! we’ve made it this far; bit by bit, too, we’ll make it through to the end of the year and into the new one 🤍
this was just so so lovely... so many of your words in this letter heavily resonated with me i could feel myself wanting to cry reading through them.
this might be weird to admit? but i've been reading your newsletter aloud in the space of my quiet bedroom. honestly i'm not entirely sure why i decided to do that but i feel that it forces me to slow down, to really take it in, to make me remember. i think that's what it is, the desire to remember your words. it offers me so much warmth and comfort in an inexplicable way and it's truly what i've been needing these past few weeks of feeling lost. i think, today is one of those good days i'll choose to remember because of how this made me feel.
"If I live, I will live for those that have loved me, for those that have been kind to me, and if those people do not exist, then I will work my hardest to be that person for myself." -- this !! ahh... i cherish these words the most !!! it had me thinking, perhaps i will also live for those i have yet to love. oh, the possibilities !
anyways, i'm sorry if this didn't make an ounce of sense! i wish one day i'll learn to say all the words i want to say with eloquence like you. thank you so much for writing!! i hope the next two months left of this year for you will be nothing short of abundance in love and smiles and kindness and possibly kit-kats! :-)
it’s not weird at all! if anything, i’m very grateful my words were worth being read out loud. something about that feels strangely more honest, if that makes sense? that said, i think you are plenty eloquent, ren, and in particular i love the way you said “perhaps i will also live for those i have yet to love. oh, the possibilities” — i really, really like that. it’s a good thing, i think, to yearn for the future you could have and in doing so, maybe believe it into existence.
thank you, thank you, thank you for taking the time to read this letter and respond. and thank you for the kitkats! i wish you many more good days in the coming months, and i’m honoured to have been a part of one of yours ☀️
dear sha, i read this letter for the first time a few hours after it got first published, in a hurried morning between breakfast and putting on shoes to leave for work. now, days later, i've finally returned to reread it. even rushing through them the first time, i felt the weight of the words. reading them a second time, slow and with care, the words printed themselves in my heart. they touched me so much — much more than i could possibly convey through words. when you wrote »Because — I think — it’s all I can do, all I can be: small, doing small things, thinking small thoughts, and yet they pile up towards a life that I hope is still worthwhile at the end of it all if only because I never gave up on it, because even if the world is worthless, even if it is not worth all the love I want to throw at it, I refuse to let it turn me cold and unsympathetic to those that do not deserve it.« i nearly cried. thank you for putting this into words and thank you for sharing it with us. those words will stay with me for a long, long time. i hope the pan-fried bananas tasted delicious and that you have a wonderful weekend <3
dear lara — i apologize for taking so long (a week, to be exact) to respond to you, but i promise i read this comment from my inbox as soon as you sent it and was so moved by the emotions you have shared with me in turn. thank you, for reading, for rereading, for giving my words such care and thoughtfulness. thank you for taking the time to comment something so lovely, and as we head into a weekend yet again, i also wish you a wonderful one in return ❤️
friend— this was so wonderful to read. was catching up on newsletter subscriptions to end off my night (as it’s almost midnight), and this really was what i needed today.
“How do I believe in a future that isn’t there? How do I love a world that is hurtling towards the end, if not in this lifetime then the next?” this, especially. thank you for the reminder t that i (and you, too) was also once the child who didn’t worry about whether this world was worthwhile and whether my place here was needed. i hope your november is so very warm and full of love, thank you for writing <33
it means the world to me to be one of the newsletters you took the time to read at the end of what sounds like a long day, my friend. i wish you a kind and warm november as well. all the best to you, and hang in there! we’ve made it this far; bit by bit, too, we’ll make it through to the end of the year and into the new one 🤍
this was just so so lovely... so many of your words in this letter heavily resonated with me i could feel myself wanting to cry reading through them.
this might be weird to admit? but i've been reading your newsletter aloud in the space of my quiet bedroom. honestly i'm not entirely sure why i decided to do that but i feel that it forces me to slow down, to really take it in, to make me remember. i think that's what it is, the desire to remember your words. it offers me so much warmth and comfort in an inexplicable way and it's truly what i've been needing these past few weeks of feeling lost. i think, today is one of those good days i'll choose to remember because of how this made me feel.
"If I live, I will live for those that have loved me, for those that have been kind to me, and if those people do not exist, then I will work my hardest to be that person for myself." -- this !! ahh... i cherish these words the most !!! it had me thinking, perhaps i will also live for those i have yet to love. oh, the possibilities !
anyways, i'm sorry if this didn't make an ounce of sense! i wish one day i'll learn to say all the words i want to say with eloquence like you. thank you so much for writing!! i hope the next two months left of this year for you will be nothing short of abundance in love and smiles and kindness and possibly kit-kats! :-)
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it’s not weird at all! if anything, i’m very grateful my words were worth being read out loud. something about that feels strangely more honest, if that makes sense? that said, i think you are plenty eloquent, ren, and in particular i love the way you said “perhaps i will also live for those i have yet to love. oh, the possibilities” — i really, really like that. it’s a good thing, i think, to yearn for the future you could have and in doing so, maybe believe it into existence.
thank you, thank you, thank you for taking the time to read this letter and respond. and thank you for the kitkats! i wish you many more good days in the coming months, and i’m honoured to have been a part of one of yours ☀️
dear sha, i read this letter for the first time a few hours after it got first published, in a hurried morning between breakfast and putting on shoes to leave for work. now, days later, i've finally returned to reread it. even rushing through them the first time, i felt the weight of the words. reading them a second time, slow and with care, the words printed themselves in my heart. they touched me so much — much more than i could possibly convey through words. when you wrote »Because — I think — it’s all I can do, all I can be: small, doing small things, thinking small thoughts, and yet they pile up towards a life that I hope is still worthwhile at the end of it all if only because I never gave up on it, because even if the world is worthless, even if it is not worth all the love I want to throw at it, I refuse to let it turn me cold and unsympathetic to those that do not deserve it.« i nearly cried. thank you for putting this into words and thank you for sharing it with us. those words will stay with me for a long, long time. i hope the pan-fried bananas tasted delicious and that you have a wonderful weekend <3
dear lara — i apologize for taking so long (a week, to be exact) to respond to you, but i promise i read this comment from my inbox as soon as you sent it and was so moved by the emotions you have shared with me in turn. thank you, for reading, for rereading, for giving my words such care and thoughtfulness. thank you for taking the time to comment something so lovely, and as we head into a weekend yet again, i also wish you a wonderful one in return ❤️