Every week day on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and LinkedIn, I post something from my dogs (Gabby and Sparty) or my cats (Marsie, Cloud, and Koko).
I often wonder if there’s a point or if I’m just annoying everyone I know (and don’t) who follow me on social media.
I often think about how I give my thoughts and words to my dogs and cats because it’s the only way I can feel brave enough to say how I feel.
Every once in a while someone will get cranky with me about them, send me a private message and deride me because I still believe in love and goodness and hope.
“Who are you,” they’ll ask, “to believe such things. To share them with the world like you’re so smart or some sort of goody-goody.”
But every once in a while, someone will give me the most beautiful gift, an act of grace, a surprise, and I will cry because I am so stunned and lucky and grateful and relieved that there are so many good people out there.
Those reminders are so important especially when everything seems to be falling apart or actually is falling apart.
In just this past month, Cheryl Rainfield and Richard Small gave me those moments. And I felt so lucky.
This time it was Nora MacFarland who sent me this.
I cried when I saw it. I cried when I opened her cards. I cried when I sent her a thank you message.
I have cried a lot lately and if you’re the type of person who cries, I bet you have, too.
Last year we became full-time parents to a little person with oppositional defiance disorder and she always says after one of her big moments, “Why are people so nice to you?”
And I say, “I’m not sure, but I think it’s because I love people so much so I try to be kind to them.”
“Even people you don’t know?” she says, pretty skeptically honestly because this is hard for her to wrap her head around.
“Even people I don’t know and especially people I do know. Sometimes those people can actually be the hardest.”
I have been so lucky in this life because I do get to know people who go out of their way to give; people like Cheryl and Richard and Nora and so many more. People who offer pea soup because they know I love it. People who tell me I can rant when I need to. People who just read my books and support me on Patreon. People who I get to be a part of their literary and book journeys.
I know how lucky I am. I want you all to be lucky too.
Nora was so brave to send her amazing art to me, to make this, to share her genius. I hope you can be brave too. I know you can.
Loving your way through tough times, through big cultural hard times and personal horrors can feel almost impossible. But you can. And love and anger aren’t dichotomies that exist in separate spaces. It’s possible to rage and love and cry and hope all at once.
But I hope that as you go through these days, you turn as often as you can to love.
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