I find myself lost for words (probably cause it's nearly 11pm and I should really sleep before I'm up with my babies again haha) but this was such a beautiful read. Thank you for sharing your heart Dee. Grateful to have stumbled across your Substack home, I look forward to subscribing and reading more of your work xx
you know that feeling -- like you’re gonna internally combust if you don’t share? haha. thank you! appreciating your kind words and your meander over here :)
I don’t have children so I could not even begin to comprehend what it is like to have or, god forbid, lose a child, but this piece touched me so deeply. Thank you for sharing x
thanks for being here helina 🤍 i always think of this poem in moments like this. “i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)” thanks for carrying my heart while i carry yours :)
"these days, i kinda even derive a sort of strange(r) pleasure in making big dudes, old dudes, all sorts of grown ups cry. cos’ when you tell someone you’ve just met that your child has passed away — it obliterates barriers, falsities, socialised airs and dull graces immediately. it means the conversation proceeding will be unvarnished, free of artifice and it is oh-so-bloody refreshing".
Thank Dee, such purity and humanness sown into this piece from places in your heart that are unfathomable to my existence. I love you x
right back at you. i love being in this realm of substack-landia with you - its like its own whirling wonderful planet. thanks for always holding space for us burgeoning bud(dy) writers to feel safe to share our hearts and guts. x x
Gosh, this piece touched me so deeply. 🥹 Thank you for sharing, it was beautiful to have read that before I go to bed (currently midnight where I am)
thank you :) how good is night time sub(stantial) reading in bed. the app is great for it x
I find myself lost for words (probably cause it's nearly 11pm and I should really sleep before I'm up with my babies again haha) but this was such a beautiful read. Thank you for sharing your heart Dee. Grateful to have stumbled across your Substack home, I look forward to subscribing and reading more of your work xx
you know that feeling -- like you’re gonna internally combust if you don’t share? haha. thank you! appreciating your kind words and your meander over here :)
I don’t have children so I could not even begin to comprehend what it is like to have or, god forbid, lose a child, but this piece touched me so deeply. Thank you for sharing x
thanks for being here helina 🤍 i always think of this poem in moments like this. “i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)” thanks for carrying my heart while i carry yours :)
You are brilliant x
"these days, i kinda even derive a sort of strange(r) pleasure in making big dudes, old dudes, all sorts of grown ups cry. cos’ when you tell someone you’ve just met that your child has passed away — it obliterates barriers, falsities, socialised airs and dull graces immediately. it means the conversation proceeding will be unvarnished, free of artifice and it is oh-so-bloody refreshing".
Thank Dee, such purity and humanness sown into this piece from places in your heart that are unfathomable to my existence. I love you x
right back at you. i love being in this realm of substack-landia with you - its like its own whirling wonderful planet. thanks for always holding space for us burgeoning bud(dy) writers to feel safe to share our hearts and guts. x x
This was beautiful to read, thank you! Just bought a shirt 🥰
bless thank you :)