To Melissa Sugar
You’ve been on my mind this week.
First: Thank you for the comment you posted last Friday.
Second: I thought about sending you a private email or posting a reply to your comment, but thought that maybe someone else might want to read this, who knows that hole that feels so good to hide in, but has room for little other than Sorrow.
My heart twisted and my eyes watered when I read your words. My father, my kid’s father, and my mother are all still with me. I can’t imagine them not here and I can’t imagine the pain you experienced when you lost yours in such a short period of time. I know it won’t change things, but I hope it will make a difference knowing you weren’t alone when you crawled into that hole and stopped writing. I’ve done both in response to things far less painful (see this). Each time, the crawl out of the hole came from small steps done every day.
Please write. Please take small steps.
(For anyone else who reads this, please join me in sending Melissa a smile and cheering her on.)