I’m just going to sit here and bawl. I’ve had such an emotional week and spent time with someone I love so much, and I don’t know if I’ll see her again. I hope that I will. Thank you for this, it is so beautiful, Paul. So much love to you and Jenn.
I saved this for my morning coffee, and now I have tears streaming down my face. I, like Jen, am emerging from my chrysalis and it is so painful to become again. Your love shows through with every word, and the powerful of what wasn’t said was as beautiful as what was. Thank you for writing. Thank you.
This is deeply touching and so intricately woven. I'm so glad I could sit quietly for a while and take it in today.
"Once I asked her if it was her job to change them, but she said they didn’t need to change, only to learn what they can become, which was such a simple answer it took me forever to figure it out."
Such a mesmerizing post! I am in the midst of cleaning up and planting my gardens. One has several milkweed plants and a butterfly house. I will be keeping a closer eye on them this year motivated by your story. We winter in Guayabitos,Mexico so will get to Morelia (one of the places they over winter) one of these days.
My goodness...the chills. Although, miraculously, I didn't cry this time. I think it's because I was busy envisioning the wings. So lovely. Thanks, as always, for sharing your gift.
So much said and unsaid. A powerful and poignant piece. I was mesmerized. Thank you Paul, and Jenn.
Thank you for the kind words, truly.
I’m just going to sit here and bawl. I’ve had such an emotional week and spent time with someone I love so much, and I don’t know if I’ll see her again. I hope that I will. Thank you for this, it is so beautiful, Paul. So much love to you and Jenn.
And to you, my friend. Your comments always touch me, and I appreciate them so much, especially on this essay <3
Beautiful piece.
Thanks so much for the kind words. This essay holds a special place <3
I saved this for my morning coffee, and now I have tears streaming down my face. I, like Jen, am emerging from my chrysalis and it is so painful to become again. Your love shows through with every word, and the powerful of what wasn’t said was as beautiful as what was. Thank you for writing. Thank you.
This is deeply touching and so intricately woven. I'm so glad I could sit quietly for a while and take it in today.
"Once I asked her if it was her job to change them, but she said they didn’t need to change, only to learn what they can become, which was such a simple answer it took me forever to figure it out."
Such a mesmerizing post! I am in the midst of cleaning up and planting my gardens. One has several milkweed plants and a butterfly house. I will be keeping a closer eye on them this year motivated by your story. We winter in Guayabitos,Mexico so will get to Morelia (one of the places they over winter) one of these days.
My goodness...the chills. Although, miraculously, I didn't cry this time. I think it's because I was busy envisioning the wings. So lovely. Thanks, as always, for sharing your gift.