I’m so glad that line hit you the way it hit me writing it. There’s a strange kind of victory in finally saying, “Enough, this is my house now,” even if the people you’re arguing with haven’t drawn breath in decades. Clara’s learning to take up her own space without asking permission, and I think a lot of us know that battlefield well. I love that it felt familiar to you. Thank you for walking with her.
"She was arguing with dead people. And winning."
Oh how I laughed out loud when I read that line. Yes! I recognize that feeling, and the sense of triumph.
Thank you for Clara's story. Always insightful. Always inspiring on so many levels.
And so familiar.
I’m so glad that line hit you the way it hit me writing it. There’s a strange kind of victory in finally saying, “Enough, this is my house now,” even if the people you’re arguing with haven’t drawn breath in decades. Clara’s learning to take up her own space without asking permission, and I think a lot of us know that battlefield well. I love that it felt familiar to you. Thank you for walking with her.
Thank you for sharing Clara with readers.
So much in your story resonates with me. Just so very relatable and so thanks for sharing.