It is utterly not enough to click on the heart emoji for this. Everything is so real here that I feel as though I lived through it with you. Many, many hearts.
Dear Jeannine, you write so beautifully, I was engrossed. Also in awe of your memory for the details of back then. I had a lot of healing to do…still do on the early ruptures of a teenage marriage, pregnancies and then single parenting. Either through design to spare me or by the passage of time , I remember very little of the details. Thank you for such an inspiring read. 🙏🏻
Well thank you, Linda. It wasn't supposed to go out today! I messed up somehow. Oh well. Now it's out, and I am glad you found something in it. Thank you for reading!
I remember parts of this from your incredible memoir. Every phrase here sucked me in and carried me along through the seasons, the ugly, the soft, the painful parts of healing. I had to pause and re-read portions. Amazing that I can still smell the roses, even after they’re gone.
Margaret. This post went out by mistake today, I am not sure what I did wrong, but it wasn't supposed to go out today. And there's no way to undo a Substack email once it goes. So, to know it touched you takes away the sting of my mistake this morning. Thank you so much.
Gobbled, yes. Dumbstruck, yes, that too - struck dumb as in wordless and wanting for more than a “like” or a “heart” to reply. Trembling, yes, swept away to a new level of yearning and now waiting every moment for something this shockingly profound around every corner .... what an unparalleled gift you have
I was dumbstruck by the beauty of this writing, again. Jeannine, I’m so glad you’re here on this platform and we’re able to learn from your grace and art!
It is utterly not enough to click on the heart emoji for this. Everything is so real here that I feel as though I lived through it with you. Many, many hearts.
Thank you so much, Elizabeth ❤️
Dear Jeannine, you write so beautifully, I was engrossed. Also in awe of your memory for the details of back then. I had a lot of healing to do…still do on the early ruptures of a teenage marriage, pregnancies and then single parenting. Either through design to spare me or by the passage of time , I remember very little of the details. Thank you for such an inspiring read. 🙏🏻
Forgetting can be a protection, yes. Thank you so much for reading my work, Susan, and for sharing this.
Your memoir arrives today and looking forward to reading it. Your prose and storytelling inspires me!
Thank you so much, Lisa ❤️
I gobbled up every word of this!
Well thank you, Linda. It wasn't supposed to go out today! I messed up somehow. Oh well. Now it's out, and I am glad you found something in it. Thank you for reading!
Absolutely. Our life stories are similar. I love learning about you and about writing from you.
It is an honor.
What a beautiful piece of writing, Jeannette. I am in awe. I love the richness of the imagery, and the braiding of images and memories.
Thank you so much!
dumbstruck by the loveliness of your writing
Oh my gosh thank you so much ☺️
I cried. This hit me hard.
❤️
I remember parts of this from your incredible memoir. Every phrase here sucked me in and carried me along through the seasons, the ugly, the soft, the painful parts of healing. I had to pause and re-read portions. Amazing that I can still smell the roses, even after they’re gone.
Awww thank, Joy! This is an earlier draft of material that ended up in The Part That Burns, yes. Thank you for reading my work ❤️
I can hardly write a comment to you about how this story sweeps me away. This is my second trembling attempt. Wonderful.
Margaret. This post went out by mistake today, I am not sure what I did wrong, but it wasn't supposed to go out today. And there's no way to undo a Substack email once it goes. So, to know it touched you takes away the sting of my mistake this morning. Thank you so much.
I loved this piece very much. Thank you for sharing it!
Thank you, Karli!
Just beautiful.
Wow!
Thank you so much, Micah!
Gobbled, yes. Dumbstruck, yes, that too - struck dumb as in wordless and wanting for more than a “like” or a “heart” to reply. Trembling, yes, swept away to a new level of yearning and now waiting every moment for something this shockingly profound around every corner .... what an unparalleled gift you have
Thank you so much, Andrea.
I was dumbstruck by the beauty of this writing, again. Jeannine, I’m so glad you’re here on this platform and we’re able to learn from your grace and art!
So very moving & beautiful! I was captivated.💗