The words that you write sound like words I keep trying to pen in my journal but am afraid to write down because if I allow them to form on paper it feels even more real. I keep telling myself if I can just make it to spring I too will bloom and blossom once again. Since January I feel like the cold has grasped my soul and held my fibromyalgia in its grasp, between it and covid fears I do the minimum to get by with my classes and life, hardly giving my art or writing the vitality it deserves and I need. You inspire hope as does this water weather. As always I enjoy your words.-Belle
Hi, Belle. Thank you for reading my letter and replying. I treasure what you shared here from your own experience. I send you my love along with other women who appeared in my letter. Remember: no matter how small the act is, 5 minutes of drawing or 10 minutes of journaling, you are taking care of yourself. And even on those days that you feel shitty from not taking any time off, you survived. That counts. I admire your bravery to be honest with yourself and to constantly reach out inward and outward. xo, Linda
The words that you write sound like words I keep trying to pen in my journal but am afraid to write down because if I allow them to form on paper it feels even more real. I keep telling myself if I can just make it to spring I too will bloom and blossom once again. Since January I feel like the cold has grasped my soul and held my fibromyalgia in its grasp, between it and covid fears I do the minimum to get by with my classes and life, hardly giving my art or writing the vitality it deserves and I need. You inspire hope as does this water weather. As always I enjoy your words.-Belle
Hi, Belle. Thank you for reading my letter and replying. I treasure what you shared here from your own experience. I send you my love along with other women who appeared in my letter. Remember: no matter how small the act is, 5 minutes of drawing or 10 minutes of journaling, you are taking care of yourself. And even on those days that you feel shitty from not taking any time off, you survived. That counts. I admire your bravery to be honest with yourself and to constantly reach out inward and outward. xo, Linda