When readers are rare and my spirit is tender, this thought comforts me. I offer it here in hopes that it may warm your creative soul, too:
Perhaps it’s not about now. Many of the great masters of art weren’t fully appreciated in their lifetime, yet generations later, their stories and work are deeply treasured.
Maybe that’s the quiet truth about storytelling. It isn’t always for the crowd. Sometimes, it’s a gift we leave behind—for someone, someday, who needs it.
P.S. The flowers your husband brought you are lovely!
When readers are rare and my spirit is tender, this thought comforts me. I offer it here in hopes that it may warm your creative soul, too:
Perhaps it’s not about now. Many of the great masters of art weren’t fully appreciated in their lifetime, yet generations later, their stories and work are deeply treasured.
Maybe that’s the quiet truth about storytelling. It isn’t always for the crowd. Sometimes, it’s a gift we leave behind—for someone, someday, who needs it.
P.S. The flowers your husband brought you are lovely!
Aww that is so lovely - thank you so much!! You have such wisdom, Deborah xxxxx