I was surprised when my whiny (YES, WHINY) post encouraged non-commenters to comment. I don’t even know how to tell you that I wasn’t expecting people to actually come out of the woodwork to be REALLY kind and say lovely, squishy things that kept me going on a day when I just wanted to roll over in bed and bang my head against the wall. Hard. Often.
It was a learning experience for me.
Maybe you forget that I see ME every day and I have to hear ME every day too. So I don’t always notice the differences that you do.
The changes in writing is something that had gone unnoticed. In the midst of moving hands and lifting feet, cognitive skills like my writing can pass me by. You made me stop and take notice of the fact that in all those months there has been change.
You all gave that back to me.
You gave me something to be proud about. A skill that has grown and improved over time. Not something everyone will notice, or even care about, but something that has left me feeling full and sassy, capable of taking over the world.
Or going to Wal-mart on Saturday.
It is just writing we’re talking about.