Today, and this week especially, I have been thinking about all the things that have been broken apart for my husband. All the will not and can not and never will be. All of his unfinished.
Dear Amy, your words always leave me speechless. You speak of things too grand, too important, too painful and too whole for me to feel like I can utter anything. Thank you. This is what a reader - or anyone experiencing art - hopes to feel. Like there is a world that opened itself too us, a revelation, the crux of some existential imbroglio. So here’s me trying to give a little bit back to you with this short note of appreciation. What you are doing matters. Thank you for transforming your pain into something that illuminates others. P.S. I will buy your book.
Dear Amy, your words stick with me every week when I read them. I think about your and your husband often, randomly. I think you are incredibly brave and talented. Thanks to you I will never react to/describe someone’s pain as unimaginable. As someone who is terribly afraid of death, sadness, depression, simply “feeling bad”, it is a great exercise and experience to read and feel your words, and be mindful with it. If anyone is wondering what great art can and should do, this is it. I hope knowing that your writing, your stories (and so Kurtis, in a way) is helping me grow as a person gives you the tiniest flicker of light.
I’m astounded at the beautiful motif that you’re written words create from a plethora of pain! The resulting conflict within my heart is hard to manage because I’m so drawn to your story -from every angle - the light and the shadows. I write today to encourage you because while at times it feels inappropriate to enjoy reading of your journey, the pain you are processing on such deep levels has creating lightbulb moments extending beyond your sphere. My own heart is healing in the grief that you inspire. How can this be? I am not sure. But I want to thank you for sharing your raw, authentic moments with us, your readers. I anticipate reading your writings every Sunday. And in doing so, I whisper a prayer for you and your heart through the jagged pain of grief. Thank you!
You are able to put your memories and feelings into words. What an extraordinary man you were married to. It seems so rare to have such a gem in ones life. I hear a book of thankfulness for all the ways he loved you and you loved him . I am so sorry your time together was cut so short. I am thankful that you have countless memories of love and laughter and fun together not to mention all the accomplishments 💗
Dear Amy, your words always leave me speechless. You speak of things too grand, too important, too painful and too whole for me to feel like I can utter anything. Thank you. This is what a reader - or anyone experiencing art - hopes to feel. Like there is a world that opened itself too us, a revelation, the crux of some existential imbroglio. So here’s me trying to give a little bit back to you with this short note of appreciation. What you are doing matters. Thank you for transforming your pain into something that illuminates others. P.S. I will buy your book.
Love you ❤️
PS Kurtis seems like an extraordinary person, and so do you.
Dear Amy, your words stick with me every week when I read them. I think about your and your husband often, randomly. I think you are incredibly brave and talented. Thanks to you I will never react to/describe someone’s pain as unimaginable. As someone who is terribly afraid of death, sadness, depression, simply “feeling bad”, it is a great exercise and experience to read and feel your words, and be mindful with it. If anyone is wondering what great art can and should do, this is it. I hope knowing that your writing, your stories (and so Kurtis, in a way) is helping me grow as a person gives you the tiniest flicker of light.
This one was especially beautiful.
Dear Amy - thank you for sharing your pain and your journey...you loved Kurtis so well
I’m astounded at the beautiful motif that you’re written words create from a plethora of pain! The resulting conflict within my heart is hard to manage because I’m so drawn to your story -from every angle - the light and the shadows. I write today to encourage you because while at times it feels inappropriate to enjoy reading of your journey, the pain you are processing on such deep levels has creating lightbulb moments extending beyond your sphere. My own heart is healing in the grief that you inspire. How can this be? I am not sure. But I want to thank you for sharing your raw, authentic moments with us, your readers. I anticipate reading your writings every Sunday. And in doing so, I whisper a prayer for you and your heart through the jagged pain of grief. Thank you!
It’s beautiful how
You are able to put your memories and feelings into words. What an extraordinary man you were married to. It seems so rare to have such a gem in ones life. I hear a book of thankfulness for all the ways he loved you and you loved him . I am so sorry your time together was cut so short. I am thankful that you have countless memories of love and laughter and fun together not to mention all the accomplishments 💗