I do not know you but I read your books about love long ago. And I read your column when you lived in Toronto. I knew you had marrieds fine man and were happy. Time went by and one day I discovered you again all these years later via Facebook and George Anthony.
I am writing you now because I can do nothing else for you. I have suffered some losses in my life, but nothing compared to losing a very long term partner, first to Alzheimer’s and then to death. I cannot say I know what you’re going through, because I do not. I have nothing to offer you although I would very much like to reach into your soul and heal you. Since I cannot do that, I will tell you that I appreciate you sharing your grief and to let you know that, while you feel alone, you are not.
I am not the only person who appreciates you. There are your readers, some of your acquaintances, your friends, distant and close and your family. I know it is little salve for the wounds of grief but it is all we have to give you.
May you find some comfort in your life in the passage of time.
Sutton's Place
Dear Joan.
I do not know you but I read your books about love long ago. And I read your column when you lived in Toronto. I knew you had marrieds fine man and were happy. Time went by and one day I discovered you again all these years later via Facebook and George Anthony.
I am writing you now because I can do nothing else for you. I have suffered some losses in my life, but nothing compared to losing a very long term partner, first to Alzheimer’s and then to death. I cannot say I know what you’re going through, because I do not. I have nothing to offer you although I would very much like to reach into your soul and heal you. Since I cannot do that, I will tell you that I appreciate you sharing your grief and to let you know that, while you feel alone, you are not.
I am not the only person who appreciates you. There are your readers, some of your acquaintances, your friends, distant and close and your family. I know it is little salve for the wounds of grief but it is all we have to give you.
May you find some comfort in your life in the passage of time.
With kind regards,
Barbara
Dear Barbara Samson: Thank you so very much for understanding, for caring, and for taking the time to write to me. Joan