Hearing My Own Voice

Thank you to all who listened to my radio-spot on Friday night, and wrote me letters. I am truly touched.

I myself listened to it in a van-load of women, on my way down to Avalon for the weekend. We were nearly out of range of New York, there was much static, and Brooke randomly discovered that when she pointed her cell phone antenna in the general direction of the radio, the static cleared up. So for half an hour, while the broadcast occurred, Brooke drove down the Garden State parkway, pointing her cell phone at the radio, as though it were a laser gun.

It was so exciting. It was beautiful, too, to listen to it with all of my friends. Friends who have been there with me, through my struggles, through everything … to be there with me, in my little triumphant moment. At one point, I had tears in my eyes. Tears of pride, I guess. Or just happiness.

It’s so important to take those little moments of blessing, and acknowledge them, and say a prayer of thanks for them, AS they are happening.

Hearing me read on the radio, as we all drove towards this fabulous beach house for a relaxing weekend, feeling all of my friends silently listening behind me … occasionally laughing … it just was a beautiful moment for me. A “banner moment”. A moment to remember.

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1 Response to Hearing My Own Voice

  1. Beth says:

    Who better than you to enjoy a moment of recognition? You deserve it, my friend!!

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