Dear Reader, August 25, 2020 | 10:08 am
I'm depositing my small bit of say so here, because I feel there is a need for connection. A lot of it from this side of the screen. As a global society, we have had to adapt: trading hugs for google hangouts, and zoo trips for zoom dates. I don't know what you do for a living, or how awesome your grid-life is in ratio to your real life. I possibly don't even know your name
But I need none of this information to say with absolute surety, from the bottom of my heart- I love you.
You are seen and important. And I may never meet you, although some of you I probably already know considering my readership will most likely be a small pool of friends from Instagram( thank you for your indulgence.) But regardless, your important. I'm not here to Validate you, or to give you super helpful life advice because I'm just not qualified. And you need no answers from a, or validation.
You answer to yourself. You are enough.
How hard is it to love a stranger? Easy, I think. The hardest people to pass our good opinion also happens to be the ones we are closest too. The hardest of all to be solidly good in our own eyes: our own selves. Because I don't know the stars in the sky and I only see them at a distance and I still look at the sky with certainty of knowing I am seeing a miracle. They do nothing, give nothing to me but the very pleasure at knowing they exist. They take up their beautiful space in the universe and the universe is different because they are there. You my dear reader are no different, very much the same and the fact that your life shines and though I may never know you, I will know you are out there and your life will burn and be singular and is necessary a thing as any other thing under heaven. And if it's not enough of a good thing, if perhaps you need more to get you through today, I will sign off with this.
I believe in you. And I am rooting for you.
Love, Bird.