“Heroes didn’t leap tall buildings or stop bullets with an outstretched hand; they didn’t wear boots and capes. They bled, and they bruised, and their superpowers were as simple as listening, or loving. Heroes were ordinary people who knew that even if their own lives were impossibly knotted, they could untangle someone else’s. And maybe that one act could lead someone to rescue you right back.” -Jodi Picoult
When I started writing on here, I was struggling. I still am sometimes, but now I feel much stronger. I feel supported, challenged, and appreciated by the community I have found and built on here so far. I’ve met so many kindred spirits and so many with souls like mine. You all lift me up and help me out. Sometimes you talk me down. Sometimes you bring me back to earth and sometimes you help me get carried away. I want to thank you for your patience, kindness, and for keeping me on my toes. Thanks for journeying with me, beside me.
- You have counseled me.
- You have pushed me.
- You have challenged me.
- You have illustrated grace.
- You‘ve prayed for me.
- You‘ve laid me bare.
- You have brought different perspectives.
- You‘ve encouraged me to hold my tongue. (Still trying.)
- You‘ve lifted me up and been a kindred.
- You‘ve helped me be comfortable not knowing everything.
- You‘ve been ballsy.
- You’ve made me angry, quick to speak, frustrated, humbled, and extremely inspired to write.
- You’ve been gorgeous, thoughtful, complete, comforting.
- You’ve cheered me up, and left me crying.
Thank you. Thank you for every single one of you. I hope you know that each of you inspire and awaken me. And I know that sometimes we don’t get along, but if we didn’t rub against each other how would we get refined? You make me better. I wish each of you all the best. And if any of are looking for new stuff, try clicking some links and getting excited, angry, depressed, and/or amazed.