“Hi, this is Jo S., and I want to say a few things to you and as I understand you have a very busy schedule, I appreciate your taking the time to read this note.
This note is about appreciation, my generous friend, and I will start by apologizing for not doing just that. Bethea, I have not told you how your continued wish to be of service to my well being is a moving and awesome gift to me. I have not said thank you enough. I have not told you enough how your weekly contributions to me have vastly altered my life and given me confidence and hope when things have looked bleak, and the world has seemed a very scarry place.
We both know that people comr from either love or fear, and that your emails and the way you speak to me always come from love, I have let go completely unacknowledged.
I have not let you know how much I cherish being known by you, nor have I told you that I love you from the very best of who I am. You call forth the best in me, and move me to rise to the occassion of your joy and belief in me, and yet I have witheld sharing my gratitude for such a priceless gift.
Mostly, I think, I have not thanked you for being the anonymous giver in my life, for the way you shine, and for sharing with me your geat heart and everlastingly phenominal spirit.
Please accept my apology for such neglect, and know that I will not continue to appear as just a taker, as I have appeared to be so far. I will let you know the ways you make my heart full, time after time, and how each week, I am moved, again and again, to notice where I have wanted to become cynical and give up, but instead, because of you, I end up rejecting the thought of spiritully dying—I reject it in full flight.
All of these things, and many more, I have neglected to say to you until right now, and I promise you, as I am my word, to honor you and expree my gratitude, which so often transcends language, for as long as we are related.
This I promise you.
Your life, Bethea, brings”
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