Wow, speechless! There is so much to read these days, so many newsletters, I could have easily missed it. A moment of grace happened, and I got to read it, and your words enveloped my heart and mind. Thank you , big thank you.
I am one young fella (48) who really appreciates this sort of wisdom. It's a genuine shame our society assigs "fake merit badges" for this, but it's true, and it's sad. I kind of look back on my 30s and realize how much of a dummy I was. I'm pretty confident I'll think much the same about my 40s soon enough.
I could not love this post more. Happy birthday to you. I am lucky to be reading your writing which includes all the emotions and feelings we women in our seventies have, as we have always had.
oh laurie, you just slay me. such a wonderful, alive piece—my eyeballs are sprinkled with stardust. i held my breath throughout the roach's travels and was right there with you, following the trajectory of all your connective thoughts. i like dogs and i like you more and more. the happiest of birthdays to you! xc
Thank you for this Laurie, I'm a few years behind you and, fate willing, not the least ready to hang it up. I'm writing my ass off with more energy now than ever before. All these years of walking nose in the air, sniffing at life, are put to a good use. Not that I intend to stop sniffing... Happy birthday!
Hung on to every word, this was so wonderful to read! This is the sort of writing my soul is hungry for and what we need more of.
Happiest birthday!
Wow, speechless! There is so much to read these days, so many newsletters, I could have easily missed it. A moment of grace happened, and I got to read it, and your words enveloped my heart and mind. Thank you , big thank you.
I love this sharp, swift kick and hug. You wrap me in you, in me. Thank you yet again.
I will print this and put it inside your books.
It will remind me when I reread it to sing more often when I skip down the street.
Happy 77.
I am so alive you were born and are still here!
I am one young fella (48) who really appreciates this sort of wisdom. It's a genuine shame our society assigs "fake merit badges" for this, but it's true, and it's sad. I kind of look back on my 30s and realize how much of a dummy I was. I'm pretty confident I'll think much the same about my 40s soon enough.
She has a way with words
that can take my breath away.
I don't know how I found you, but I feel seen. It's so strange to be invisible. Happy birthday, new friend.💕
I could not love this post more. Happy birthday to you. I am lucky to be reading your writing which includes all the emotions and feelings we women in our seventies have, as we have always had.
77, one of your best
oh laurie, you just slay me. such a wonderful, alive piece—my eyeballs are sprinkled with stardust. i held my breath throughout the roach's travels and was right there with you, following the trajectory of all your connective thoughts. i like dogs and i like you more and more. the happiest of birthdays to you! xc
Thank you for this Laurie, I'm a few years behind you and, fate willing, not the least ready to hang it up. I'm writing my ass off with more energy now than ever before. All these years of walking nose in the air, sniffing at life, are put to a good use. Not that I intend to stop sniffing... Happy birthday!
I just loved your article!! So much so, I have ordered your book Streaming Now!
Thanks you for your fresh honest truth❤️
Brilliant! Happy birthday
And a very splendid birthday to you, oh ageless one ❤️
Happy Birthday to you
Thank you for this. Loved it.