How I loved the 500 most okay people. I want to make that list. I relate to your painful coming of age story. Fifth grade is definitely the place where the rubber meets the road. If we are destined to soar with eagles, run with that ‘just girls’ crowd or plummet into a lifetime as an untouchable, this is where it will happen. Having a brother helps. My brother’s friends would occasionally look at me and wink and that would ignite fantasies I fed on for weeks. Your understated anguish is more painful than if you described every detail. Child pain comes with barbed arrows that fester for years. I relive my angst ridden childhood through your book, realizing how much detail of my own experience I managed to stuff. You make me want to look at it again and mine it for wisdom I missed, for answers to my parts I don’t understand, and to just explore a time I was curious and still unformed. Your honest memories bring powerful insights.
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How I loved the 500 most okay people. I want to make that list. I relate to your painful coming of age story. Fifth grade is definitely the place where the rubber meets the road. If we are destined to soar with eagles, run with that ‘just girls’ crowd or plummet into a lifetime as an untouchable, this is where it will happen. Having a brother helps. My brother’s friends would occasionally look at me and wink and that would ignite fantasies I fed on for weeks. Your understated anguish is more painful than if you described every detail. Child pain comes with barbed arrows that fester for years. I relive my angst ridden childhood through your book, realizing how much detail of my own experience I managed to stuff. You make me want to look at it again and mine it for wisdom I missed, for answers to my parts I don’t understand, and to just explore a time I was curious and still unformed. Your honest memories bring powerful insights.
Beverly, thank you so much. I really can't wait till we work together 💖
Again, and finally, a coming of age story I can identify with. All these feeling, captured to03