Beautifully understood. In The Only Girl in the Orchestra - which won an academy award for best short documentary - Orin O'Brien says that music helps us organize our emotions and your piece reflects that wisdom.
I’m sorry about Earnestine. She was such a special creature. This piece was so gorgeous Carla. Thank you for sharing it and thank you so eloquently reminding us about life even amidst grief.
I truly do :> Sharing again here, as I discovered I (somehow) have a dummy account on substack and want to connect:
Oh, Carla. My heart breaks with yours reading these healing words. One of my dearest memories of writing with you online is witnessing the quiet choreography of Ernestine’s presence—a light tail wag, a sly crossing of the desk, a gentle snuggle at your side. She was the most devoted writing companion, always there, always listening. Her absence will be deeply felt, but her love lingers in every word you write. Your wisdom and perspective around this transition are a balm I will cherish. Thank you for sharing your heart.
I love this piece. Thanks so much. And deep condolences 💔❤️🩹❤️
Thank you so much, Sarah. 💜
So sorry for your loss. What a lovely tribute.
I appreciate you reading it and holding space for us. 🤍
My sweet friend, you speak to my soul. I love you and I love your work. Thank you.
And I you, dear friend. 🤍
Beautifully understood. In The Only Girl in the Orchestra - which won an academy award for best short documentary - Orin O'Brien says that music helps us organize our emotions and your piece reflects that wisdom.
Thank you, Sally. I’ve had the film on my list and will now movie it to the top. 🙏🏼
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Carla, you are so strong and resilient, wow. I’m so sorry❤️
Amy, and you are Tiny. xo
Words fail me… beautiful, loving dear Carli, my Carlita.
Te adoro.
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I’m sorry about Earnestine. She was such a special creature. This piece was so gorgeous Carla. Thank you for sharing it and thank you so eloquently reminding us about life even amidst grief.
I appreciate you ever so much. ❤️
Oh dear Carla. I’m so sorry for your losses and so moved by your reflection here. How remarkable you are to seek and find the beauty in these moments.
We practice, right? 🤍
I can see her walking across the desk now, her tail swaying for all of you to see on my screen. Thank you for seeing her, for seeing us, Lisa. 💜
I truly do :> Sharing again here, as I discovered I (somehow) have a dummy account on substack and want to connect:
Oh, Carla. My heart breaks with yours reading these healing words. One of my dearest memories of writing with you online is witnessing the quiet choreography of Ernestine’s presence—a light tail wag, a sly crossing of the desk, a gentle snuggle at your side. She was the most devoted writing companion, always there, always listening. Her absence will be deeply felt, but her love lingers in every word you write. Your wisdom and perspective around this transition are a balm I will cherish. Thank you for sharing your heart.