Reading your essay touched me on so many points.. I’m so sad that you had to lose Larry, I’m sorry he had to leave you and this plane. Since forever we women have been left alone at the slowing of our journeys.. I am very lucky that my Larry is still here now, sleeping softly beside me.. I am 99% certain your Larry is too. Watch and listen.. he will show you. My love goes out to you.💐
I love this Marty. And I love “the slowing of our journeys.” My life feels like slow-motion right now, the way it's supposed to be so I can lean in and breath. And thankfully I’m still breathing too. Good morning.
Been thinking about you, Maureen, so I bought a copy of Salmon from Market to Plate. Going with the Spicy Peach Salsa tonight. Will enjoy in the company of your Heron and your Nuthatch paintings on my wall. I know you will keep writing, you are a lifeline to your community. xo
Linda! Thank you for buying my cookbook. When I was writing Salmon, I hired a high school student as a videographer to produce cooking videos in my kitchen. I ran into her at the farmers' market last Saturday. I haven’t seen her for ten years! She’s married and still so confident and beautiful. The next day, I pulled Salmon off my cookbook shelf and made the blueberry pan sauce Salmon recipe for friends. I love that little book. I hope you do too.
Headed to UPS for you today you pARTake ROCKSTAR! 💋❤️
Mesa, Larry, was a private man, and I respected his wish not to make a fuss over him in my writing, but then a few weeks ago, we were talking about “my next book” (he never wavered about this happening for me), and Dawn (daughter) said, wait are you writing Dad’s story? And before I could answer, he quipped, She's going to give me a cameo part. Hahaha, always so quick, he was. Thanks for being here. xo
Just thinking about the amazing way you have managed so much, so well. Thinking that the deep soul work journey you are on is a perfect place to write from. Dick recovering from open heart surgery 8 weeks ago, sitting on the edge of life and falling asleep every time I sat down as I walked in the vail with him and now sit in some limbo of time and space knowing how we enter into this, alone and together. All the shallow disappears, all the empty opens to another chance to grab life. You've got this and I know that your shining heart will radiate again in this precious time we have. x to you
Larry was your champion. What a special man. I hope you’ll continue sharing stories about him. That writing instructor was wrong. Keep writing. I’m here, just like Karen. Xo
Maybe just lean onto your church family a little more until you feel a bit more stable and I n your feet. You are too skilledto starve and to friendly to stay lonely long. I pray you will be more ok than not very soon. 🙏☺️🤗💐
My condolences. I am praying for you. I also have other people praying for you, as well. May God bless you with peace and comfort. Grief is messy, and anything, but a straight line.
I love your writing, and I am so glad we're acquainted. Thank you for sharing your light and your life with the rest of us!☀️💛😭🙏
Reading your essay touched me on so many points.. I’m so sad that you had to lose Larry, I’m sorry he had to leave you and this plane. Since forever we women have been left alone at the slowing of our journeys.. I am very lucky that my Larry is still here now, sleeping softly beside me.. I am 99% certain your Larry is too. Watch and listen.. he will show you. My love goes out to you.💐
I love this Marty. And I love “the slowing of our journeys.” My life feels like slow-motion right now, the way it's supposed to be so I can lean in and breath. And thankfully I’m still breathing too. Good morning.
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Been thinking about you, Maureen, so I bought a copy of Salmon from Market to Plate. Going with the Spicy Peach Salsa tonight. Will enjoy in the company of your Heron and your Nuthatch paintings on my wall. I know you will keep writing, you are a lifeline to your community. xo
Linda! Thank you for buying my cookbook. When I was writing Salmon, I hired a high school student as a videographer to produce cooking videos in my kitchen. I ran into her at the farmers' market last Saturday. I haven’t seen her for ten years! She’s married and still so confident and beautiful. The next day, I pulled Salmon off my cookbook shelf and made the blueberry pan sauce Salmon recipe for friends. I love that little book. I hope you do too.
Headed to UPS for you today you pARTake ROCKSTAR! 💋❤️
Sending you so much love, Maureen.
I’ll take all you've got Heather. XO
Thank you for sharing Larry with us. I’m so glad you’re here and I’m so glad to know you. So much love your way, Maureen. 🩵🩵🩵
Mesa, Larry, was a private man, and I respected his wish not to make a fuss over him in my writing, but then a few weeks ago, we were talking about “my next book” (he never wavered about this happening for me), and Dawn (daughter) said, wait are you writing Dad’s story? And before I could answer, he quipped, She's going to give me a cameo part. Hahaha, always so quick, he was. Thanks for being here. xo
Just thinking about the amazing way you have managed so much, so well. Thinking that the deep soul work journey you are on is a perfect place to write from. Dick recovering from open heart surgery 8 weeks ago, sitting on the edge of life and falling asleep every time I sat down as I walked in the vail with him and now sit in some limbo of time and space knowing how we enter into this, alone and together. All the shallow disappears, all the empty opens to another chance to grab life. You've got this and I know that your shining heart will radiate again in this precious time we have. x to you
I’m sending you love and health and prayers for more minutes and hours and days and kisses and hugs with Dick. ❤️💔🙏🏻💋
Larry was your champion. What a special man. I hope you’ll continue sharing stories about him. That writing instructor was wrong. Keep writing. I’m here, just like Karen. Xo
He was my champion. Yeah. How lucky we were to have this time together. It’s unbelievable how quickly eighteen years passed.
Yes, she was wrong. xoxo
Absolutely wrong.
SO wrong. XO
I'm here, Maureen. I'll stick with you through this difficult time. Keep on proving the doubters wrong.
Good morning Karen. I’m glad you're here! Thanks xoxo
Maybe just lean onto your church family a little more until you feel a bit more stable and I n your feet. You are too skilledto starve and to friendly to stay lonely long. I pray you will be more ok than not very soon. 🙏☺️🤗💐
Thanks Kim. My people are amazing and my sister arrives again tomorrow. XO
Good to hear!
Lovely to read your words, Maureen. Sending strength and much love for the times ahead.
For the times ahead is a good way to approach life right now. Thanks Margaret. It's nice to see you here. You're such an inspiration to me. xo
My condolences. I am praying for you. I also have other people praying for you, as well. May God bless you with peace and comfort. Grief is messy, and anything, but a straight line.
I love your writing, and I am so glad we're acquainted. Thank you for sharing your light and your life with the rest of us!☀️💛😭🙏
I’m grateful to have you and your people in my corner Shauna. It's sure is messy. Thank you 🙏🏻xo
Larry Berry is a wonderful name. And the “writing instructor” was doing a money grab and is a bitch. 😊