You are a beautiful creature indeed. thank u for your kind condolences... It;s been a real effort to make a conscious effort to dig myself out of this dark pit Samuel Beckett?!!!! My father was obsessed with his plays and caused quite a stir at The American Rep. Theatre!!! over Waiting for Godot a funny strange twist,,, perhaps I will make a moment tmw and write to you about it!!! I;m off to my pillow an blankies xoox thanks for reaching out to me i can't tell how much it means to me give your mom & dad my love
Thank you for saying that. I would love to hear memories of your father and Beckett! Beckett died the same year I was born and so somewhere I believe in him as needing to write on through me. Will send your love to my parents. Also, funnily enough, I don't know if your son ever told you -- I saw him at the ice cream shop where he was working in Port Jeff... He might not have known who I was, (I had to drop Lauren's name and probably my brother's) but his face was unmistakably a product of you. I'd say dark pits are good for something, growing root vegetables, and keeping earthworms fed, and foxes warm through winter. You'll come out. You'll come out through all of the writing and dreaming and hurting you're doing. Most importantly, you're in good company wherever you are. Love love love to you, xxo
You are a beautiful creature indeed.
ReplyDeletethank u for your kind condolences... It;s been a real effort
to make a conscious effort to dig myself out of this dark pit
Samuel Beckett?!!!! My father was obsessed with his plays
and caused quite a stir at The American Rep. Theatre!!! over Waiting for Godot
a funny strange twist,,, perhaps I will make a moment tmw
and write to you about it!!! I;m off to my pillow an blankies
xoox
thanks for reaching out to me
i can't tell how much it means to me
give your mom & dad my love
Thank you for saying that. I would love to hear memories of your father and Beckett!
DeleteBeckett died the same year I was born and so somewhere I believe in him as needing to write on through me.
Will send your love to my parents.
Also, funnily enough, I don't know if your son ever told you --
I saw him at the ice cream shop where he was working in Port Jeff... He might not have known who I was, (I had to drop Lauren's name and probably my brother's) but his face was unmistakably a product of you.
I'd say dark pits are good for something, growing root vegetables, and keeping earthworms fed, and foxes warm through winter. You'll come out. You'll come out through all of the writing and dreaming and hurting you're doing. Most importantly, you're in good company wherever you are.
Love love love to you, xxo