It’s crazy. I wrote on this point in my journal just yesterday. This is my favorite part of what you wrote:
Looking back, I see that my heart, cracked wide open by loss, became exquisitely sensitive to the thousand quiet ways people showed they cared. Like a tuning fork suddenly calibrated to detect the gentlest vibrations of kindness.
One night, while still in my own grief pit, I blithely wrote on Facebook that I wished I had some Doritos. I don’t eat much junk food so there wasn’t even a poor facsimile in my house. The next morning I found stacks of Doritos bags at my door. It’s one of the greatest gestures of love I’ve ever experienced.
It’s crazy. I wrote on this point in my journal just yesterday. This is my favorite part of what you wrote:
Looking back, I see that my heart, cracked wide open by loss, became exquisitely sensitive to the thousand quiet ways people showed they cared. Like a tuning fork suddenly calibrated to detect the gentlest vibrations of kindness.
One night, while still in my own grief pit, I blithely wrote on Facebook that I wished I had some Doritos. I don’t eat much junk food so there wasn’t even a poor facsimile in my house. The next morning I found stacks of Doritos bags at my door. It’s one of the greatest gestures of love I’ve ever experienced.
Nice post
Thank you for this reminder to notice all the beams of support around me. It truly is the small everyday things ❤️
That was beautiful. Thank you.