Tomorrow marks a year since Chicken Scratch hatched. I chose 2-2-22 with intention, because there’s a story there, or several stories, actually. And while not entirely uninteresting, they strike me as tales best brought out at a baby shower, when you’ve eaten a gob-ton of pink and blue M&Ms and realize you need to occupy your face in some other fashion. So, you start in about your oldest brother and Hawaii, the two Tutus and the 22s, and the face of the woman standing across from you lights up. She tells you she hadn’t thought of it in years, but gosh! And, now she’s reminiscing about her mother and grandmother, too. Isn’t it sweet, how that happens?
Elizabeth. I am grateful you are here and sharing your soul. That poem has me weeping - joy and sorrow. The photo of your lovely Nancy. Your words. All piercing in just the right way. It's so vulnerable; but it is so good. Peace, my friend.
Inspiring.. What a wonderful poem, and yet tragic ending, concerning your friend. at the end of your post.. You've made many of my days wonderful and you've brought many people closer with your smile ,your kindness, and your talents.. I'm not sure that one has to be a great writer to write... All I know is that you have the gift of turning words into flowers that have aromas of mercy, joy and love..Thank you!
I really like the paragraph quoted below. And also the way you refer to suicide…”lost her life to suicide”. Such a kind and respectful way to look at suicide.
“Most importantly, though, I believe we are building community through shared stories and common cause. My intent is not to change the world. But, I’m on fire for the idea of bringing people toward conversations they didn’t know they wanted to have, and for the possibilities that reveal themselves among kindred spirits.”
Elizabeth. I am grateful you are here and sharing your soul. That poem has me weeping - joy and sorrow. The photo of your lovely Nancy. Your words. All piercing in just the right way. It's so vulnerable; but it is so good. Peace, my friend.
Please, keep doing what you are doing. Sometimes I learn something new, sometimes I laugh out loud, and always, I look forward to the next one.
Your storytelling puts me in a warm and happy frame of mind to approach the day. Thanks so much. I think you are "nothing short of a winner".
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Inspiring.. What a wonderful poem, and yet tragic ending, concerning your friend. at the end of your post.. You've made many of my days wonderful and you've brought many people closer with your smile ,your kindness, and your talents.. I'm not sure that one has to be a great writer to write... All I know is that you have the gift of turning words into flowers that have aromas of mercy, joy and love..Thank you!
Happy Birth Day! It has been such a joy to experience your writing. Thank you for sharing your words.
I really like the paragraph quoted below. And also the way you refer to suicide…”lost her life to suicide”. Such a kind and respectful way to look at suicide.
“Most importantly, though, I believe we are building community through shared stories and common cause. My intent is not to change the world. But, I’m on fire for the idea of bringing people toward conversations they didn’t know they wanted to have, and for the possibilities that reveal themselves among kindred spirits.”
I've come to Chicken Scratch by way of Ramona Grigg on Writer Everlasting and on the first paragraph, I knew I had 'met' a kindred spirit.
I'm so looking forward to this journey. Thank you.