Hoang - You've done it again; you’ve transformed my Saturday morning. Sitting down with my coffee on a Saturday morning is a little ritual I look forward to all week. Finding your column in my inbox and starting to nibble on it, as it were a delicious scone to dip in my coffee as my coffee becomes richer, creamier as if I've added more cream and put in a couple of spoons of brown sugar. Thank you.
This past week, my husband was diagnosed with an uncurbable cancer that will take his life quickly. The week has been one of the most difficult of my life. Your column caused me to smile for the first time all week. It felt so good, reminding me of the sweetness of life. I will continue to look forward to Saturday mornings with my coffee, looking for your email about your astute observations that bring laughter and joy to life.
About your exhausted, overwhelmed neighbor - you could offer your friendship which you seem to have done already. Once you are feel that you can talk openly, ask her about getting some rugs that may help buffer some of the noise. Maybe you have to put on earphones while you write. We need your novel to get finished so that you can make a ton of money and move to a place that is quieter.
First of all, I am very sorry to hear about your husband. It is heartbreaking and I cannot imagine how that feels. I'd probably feel the way you feel if my husband received the same diagnosis. Second, I always appreciate your nice (often too generous) comments! It makes me happy to know that others are reading and feeling it. Lastly, I definitely struggled this week, not only with the neighbor situation but because I had deadlines to meet with my regular day job, plus some articles I was writing for other pubs. Then, on top of that, trying to write a novel felt too hard! But somehow I managed and I did that by changing my way of thinking. I tried using headphones but sadly I am a person who works well with complete silence and in the dark. My husband calls me a ghost worker sometimes haha. And ironically, the neighbors were quiet last night! It'll probably be loud again, but I'll be okay. My kids are loud too. It's just something to get used to.
You write in the dark? You are a ghost writer. Thank you for your kind words about my situation. The fact that I felt comfortable posting this information is due to your ability to engage your reader and allow for reader vulnerability. It is true that writing is healing and having people to correspond with is also supportive.
Noise from children is life, rejoice in it. Coincidently I am a psychotherapist by trade and I know that changing your way of thinking or reframing as we all it in my trade, is just what is called for in these kind of difficult situations. Being able to reframe is what enables us to be resilient and succeed. You go my ghost.
Hoang - You've done it again; you’ve transformed my Saturday morning. Sitting down with my coffee on a Saturday morning is a little ritual I look forward to all week. Finding your column in my inbox and starting to nibble on it, as it were a delicious scone to dip in my coffee as my coffee becomes richer, creamier as if I've added more cream and put in a couple of spoons of brown sugar. Thank you.
This past week, my husband was diagnosed with an uncurbable cancer that will take his life quickly. The week has been one of the most difficult of my life. Your column caused me to smile for the first time all week. It felt so good, reminding me of the sweetness of life. I will continue to look forward to Saturday mornings with my coffee, looking for your email about your astute observations that bring laughter and joy to life.
About your exhausted, overwhelmed neighbor - you could offer your friendship which you seem to have done already. Once you are feel that you can talk openly, ask her about getting some rugs that may help buffer some of the noise. Maybe you have to put on earphones while you write. We need your novel to get finished so that you can make a ton of money and move to a place that is quieter.
Hi Deb,
First of all, I am very sorry to hear about your husband. It is heartbreaking and I cannot imagine how that feels. I'd probably feel the way you feel if my husband received the same diagnosis. Second, I always appreciate your nice (often too generous) comments! It makes me happy to know that others are reading and feeling it. Lastly, I definitely struggled this week, not only with the neighbor situation but because I had deadlines to meet with my regular day job, plus some articles I was writing for other pubs. Then, on top of that, trying to write a novel felt too hard! But somehow I managed and I did that by changing my way of thinking. I tried using headphones but sadly I am a person who works well with complete silence and in the dark. My husband calls me a ghost worker sometimes haha. And ironically, the neighbors were quiet last night! It'll probably be loud again, but I'll be okay. My kids are loud too. It's just something to get used to.
You write in the dark? You are a ghost writer. Thank you for your kind words about my situation. The fact that I felt comfortable posting this information is due to your ability to engage your reader and allow for reader vulnerability. It is true that writing is healing and having people to correspond with is also supportive.
Noise from children is life, rejoice in it. Coincidently I am a psychotherapist by trade and I know that changing your way of thinking or reframing as we all it in my trade, is just what is called for in these kind of difficult situations. Being able to reframe is what enables us to be resilient and succeed. You go my ghost.
Thanks for sharing!