Somewhere hiding in my memory is a brilliant soliloquy, perhaps by one of the Redfield girls perhaps not, about loving some one is the gift, not so much the being loved. Reading your writing today brought back that memory and feeling. Thank you.
"The privilege of loving them (you)", perhaps one of the most important things you've ever written. I would also call it a blessing! I appreciate everything you write, medical, life, love, poop, all of it! I want to know your heart, your soul, how can I if you don't talk about everything? I love you Bailey, I think we've more than established that as fact. Even more so, I think, I feel you, I see you. A record of your life is SOOO important! Please, never doubt your feelings, your desires, your beautiful thoughts. I don't. 🥰🙏
It’s enough to just survive what you have survived, but you’ve done so much more than survive. You’ve done more with less than most people ever do with all the resources and great health. 🤟 ♾️
My dear friend, Bailey. What can I say that sometimes people are putting in a situation they have to send messages that break their heart. I had to do that today. I had to send a message to someone I care about very much suggesting that Communications and that project be put on hold. My heart is aching and breaking over this. Mostly because the person on the other end had no idea what was occurring and did nothing wrong. Yet they are suffering the consequences of poor decisions on my behalf. Friendship, endures, and love endures. There is a love have for my friend and their family. It is not conjure up, but it is mystical in nature. I will honor that friendship and find a way to stay connected. Please be encouraged to know that your fight your endurance, your beauty your majesty is a bright light in many peoples lives. I believe in you I believe in your family I believe in your dreams, so sleep to dream, my dear friend.your friend from Kansas.
Somewhere hiding in my memory is a brilliant soliloquy, perhaps by one of the Redfield girls perhaps not, about loving some one is the gift, not so much the being loved. Reading your writing today brought back that memory and feeling. Thank you.
"The privilege of loving them (you)", perhaps one of the most important things you've ever written. I would also call it a blessing! I appreciate everything you write, medical, life, love, poop, all of it! I want to know your heart, your soul, how can I if you don't talk about everything? I love you Bailey, I think we've more than established that as fact. Even more so, I think, I feel you, I see you. A record of your life is SOOO important! Please, never doubt your feelings, your desires, your beautiful thoughts. I don't. 🥰🙏
Love u Baileybear
Extremely Proud of you.
It’s enough to just survive what you have survived, but you’ve done so much more than survive. You’ve done more with less than most people ever do with all the resources and great health. 🤟 ♾️
My dear friend, Bailey. What can I say that sometimes people are putting in a situation they have to send messages that break their heart. I had to do that today. I had to send a message to someone I care about very much suggesting that Communications and that project be put on hold. My heart is aching and breaking over this. Mostly because the person on the other end had no idea what was occurring and did nothing wrong. Yet they are suffering the consequences of poor decisions on my behalf. Friendship, endures, and love endures. There is a love have for my friend and their family. It is not conjure up, but it is mystical in nature. I will honor that friendship and find a way to stay connected. Please be encouraged to know that your fight your endurance, your beauty your majesty is a bright light in many peoples lives. I believe in you I believe in your family I believe in your dreams, so sleep to dream, my dear friend.your friend from Kansas.