I appreciate you reading my stuff, Sarah. Thank you. And, if you are so inclined, you can go to my home page and click on “archive”, and access all 107 of the essays I’ve posted so far. They are open to all, I have nothing to hide. Be careful with that, though. A little Norm goes a long way. 😊
You always add a whole new angle to the days I get to sit down and read your amazing stories, especially because I know they are real for you...and perhaps real for all of us, which is a little more than frightening. However, you do make my life feel more normal knowing there is someone else out there that thinks much like I do. Thanks for our awards!
My only comment on the picture of you and your father is that I'm happy to see there was not a rifle laying across your father's lap. Somehow that added a great deal of tranquility to the moment. And reduced the "hillbilly" status you so often proclaim, several degrees.
Congrats on your trophies! We all need that "atta boy" or "atta girl" to keep us coming back and giving out more of our wonderful outlooks on life and sharing them, ready or not. Substack has been a wonderful gift for me and my tomes to help me heal and keep me relatively sane by writing about a world I used to know.
Thank you, Kate. In some ways, the awards we give ourselves are more meaningful than any other. Some of us are unable to cut ourselves a break when we mess up, and find self-praise a difficult concept to grasp. For me, writing “The Stormies” was a fun way to review the year and give myself an "atta boy” at the same time.
Looks like I have some catching up to do on my reading. Thanks for the links so I can easily find your previous posts.
I appreciate you reading my stuff, Sarah. Thank you. And, if you are so inclined, you can go to my home page and click on “archive”, and access all 107 of the essays I’ve posted so far. They are open to all, I have nothing to hide. Be careful with that, though. A little Norm goes a long way. 😊
LOL, I will. I'll try to pace myself.
You always add a whole new angle to the days I get to sit down and read your amazing stories, especially because I know they are real for you...and perhaps real for all of us, which is a little more than frightening. However, you do make my life feel more normal knowing there is someone else out there that thinks much like I do. Thanks for our awards!
My only comment on the picture of you and your father is that I'm happy to see there was not a rifle laying across your father's lap. Somehow that added a great deal of tranquility to the moment. And reduced the "hillbilly" status you so often proclaim, several degrees.
Congrats on your trophies! We all need that "atta boy" or "atta girl" to keep us coming back and giving out more of our wonderful outlooks on life and sharing them, ready or not. Substack has been a wonderful gift for me and my tomes to help me heal and keep me relatively sane by writing about a world I used to know.
Thank you, Kate. In some ways, the awards we give ourselves are more meaningful than any other. Some of us are unable to cut ourselves a break when we mess up, and find self-praise a difficult concept to grasp. For me, writing “The Stormies” was a fun way to review the year and give myself an "atta boy” at the same time.