So compassionate,so caring. So like you. To pass along the kindness given to you to the next generation. Loved this scene into your heart. Felt every word.Blessings dear one and as always WRITE RIGHT ON!
Robin—this reads like a gift passed hand to hand. You told it plainly, yet every sentence carried something fierce and steady underneath. I felt the moment where the shoulders dropped, where dorking became holy, where the beer didn’t fix anything, yet made staying easier. You offered what so many long for: presence. That’s enough. That’s everything. Thank you for writing this as yourself, not just about yourself.
Where have I been all June?! I’m now on a mission to go back and read every one of these ❤️🔥
So compassionate,so caring. So like you. To pass along the kindness given to you to the next generation. Loved this scene into your heart. Felt every word.Blessings dear one and as always WRITE RIGHT ON!
Robin—this reads like a gift passed hand to hand. You told it plainly, yet every sentence carried something fierce and steady underneath. I felt the moment where the shoulders dropped, where dorking became holy, where the beer didn’t fix anything, yet made staying easier. You offered what so many long for: presence. That’s enough. That’s everything. Thank you for writing this as yourself, not just about yourself.