All The Ways People Have Made Me Feel Loved
An ode to other humans in my life for simply being themselves.
The neighbors who don’t have pets but went out of their way to buy dog treats to give to my dogs.
The random messages I get from acquaintances who say they felt seen by something I wrote.
Past co-workers who still text me every once and a while.
Friends who remind me of something kind I did for them because sometimes I’m hard on myself and think I’m the worst.
Internet strangers I connected with through writing that recommend my writing to others.
My father-in-law remembering my favorite movie theater candy.
A coworker referring to me as the “magic maker.”
My husband making me coffee every Saturday.
My sister who highlights my strengths.
A brother texting me things to look into simply because he thinks I’m smart.
Good people are like flowers in my own little world. It’s taken years of caring and a little weeding to find them, but each one of them make my garden more beautiful.