This is a beautiful essay. So much wrapped up in your words. The compassion present here is what struck me the most. When we find compassion for the pain someone else experiences, when that someone also causes some of our suffering, that becomes a source of our healing too. And I always love reading about the complexity of holding two opposing feelings in one body because so much of life is like that. Absolutely beautiful essay, Sarah. Well done.
You’re so right about the opposing feelings in your body - that that’s what life is. I think there is little in life that doesn’t have these types of feelings. Even something like motherhood can at times feel opposing no matter how much we love our kids.
Gosh, that’s so true. I’m reminded of a recent essay, Summer Slump, by Megan Vos, in which she talks about how hard parenting is while she also attempts not to add in a disclaimer.
Sarah, this is such a beautiful piece. The line “he’s a version of happy” struck me. What a painful experience for you, both growing up and now in adulthood. As someone with a strained parental relationship as well, this hits home. Thank you, as always, for your vulnerability. (PS If you felt compelled to write a memoir, I would read it in a heartbeat) ❤️
Thank you, Lauren <3 It's weird now, as an adult, to see all of these complications in a new light and to be able to understand the feelings behind them now.
I don't think I have an interesting enough life to write a memoir, but I appreciate the vote of confidence regardless :)
This is a beautiful essay. So much wrapped up in your words. The compassion present here is what struck me the most. When we find compassion for the pain someone else experiences, when that someone also causes some of our suffering, that becomes a source of our healing too. And I always love reading about the complexity of holding two opposing feelings in one body because so much of life is like that. Absolutely beautiful essay, Sarah. Well done.
You’re so right about the opposing feelings in your body - that that’s what life is. I think there is little in life that doesn’t have these types of feelings. Even something like motherhood can at times feel opposing no matter how much we love our kids.
Gosh, that’s so true. I’m reminded of a recent essay, Summer Slump, by Megan Vos, in which she talks about how hard parenting is while she also attempts not to add in a disclaimer.
Sarah, this is such a beautiful piece. The line “he’s a version of happy” struck me. What a painful experience for you, both growing up and now in adulthood. As someone with a strained parental relationship as well, this hits home. Thank you, as always, for your vulnerability. (PS If you felt compelled to write a memoir, I would read it in a heartbeat) ❤️
Thank you, Lauren <3 It's weird now, as an adult, to see all of these complications in a new light and to be able to understand the feelings behind them now.
I don't think I have an interesting enough life to write a memoir, but I appreciate the vote of confidence regardless :)
Wow! My heart. What a beautifully sad piece of writing! You are very gifted and oh, so thoughtful! XO, lady!
Thank you, my friend <3