Every time I see the email announcing a new piece, I get a thrill, because I know I am about to read Amanda Guinzburg. This is just wonderful and inspired and inspiring. xoxo
This is beautiful! It brought me back to my favorite childhood birthday that I can remember. 1947. I was 6 and we all had those same little paper curling things we blew. Thank you, Amanda. And Happy Birthday to you🎉🎂
Once again a sensational piece…particularly meaningful to me. I found myself wallowing in a pity pot recently. Tired of being an old man with all the normal aches and creaks of old age instead of being oh so grateful that I am so blessed in life…surrounded by so many that I love and who love me, so much to be thankful for…my life, my loves, my beautiful home and excellent garden. If it was any better I would be overwhelmed Stop hoping to be 35 again and realize how special is today. This wonderful birthday piece reminded me that there is quite like today. THANK YOU, Amanda and keep writing everyday. You’re special and oh yes…Happy Birthday again!!!
Oh, and PS - your description of hoping forever in the yellow hall is just like how I felt every night my dad was meant to come home from a work trip…I’d go to sleep hoping I’d wake up and a Barbie camper would appear…so many nights…
I am drawn to your deeply thoughtful, beautiful writing over and over again and frequently read sentences, paragraphs and entire posts that I feel jealous I didn’t write. Happy birthday to you, beautiful human and please keep writing. And I love Tara Brach! I often fall asleep to her podcast. Her book on radical acceptance and her “RAIN” concept changed things for me ♥️
Also! I recognize and appreciate your honesty and vulnerability. It’s not easy but I hope it’s as liberating for you to write it as it is to read it. 😘
Every time I see the email announcing a new piece, I get a thrill, because I know I am about to read Amanda Guinzburg. This is just wonderful and inspired and inspiring. xoxo
The most generous and deeply appreciated response. Thank you.
This is beautiful! It brought me back to my favorite childhood birthday that I can remember. 1947. I was 6 and we all had those same little paper curling things we blew. Thank you, Amanda. And Happy Birthday to you🎉🎂
lovely, brilliant, soul-baring, and achingly spot on, as usual. X
Thank you, from my soul, forever.
💙👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼💙
Yep, that was a good party! Have been celebrating her ever since!
A little edit “there is nothing quite like today.” Not a writer, left out “nothing.”
❤️❤️❤️❤️
Once again a sensational piece…particularly meaningful to me. I found myself wallowing in a pity pot recently. Tired of being an old man with all the normal aches and creaks of old age instead of being oh so grateful that I am so blessed in life…surrounded by so many that I love and who love me, so much to be thankful for…my life, my loves, my beautiful home and excellent garden. If it was any better I would be overwhelmed Stop hoping to be 35 again and realize how special is today. This wonderful birthday piece reminded me that there is quite like today. THANK YOU, Amanda and keep writing everyday. You’re special and oh yes…Happy Birthday again!!!
Love this, Guinzy. Excited always to get a new piece. Congratulations on getting it done! ❤️❤️❤️
Oh, and PS - your description of hoping forever in the yellow hall is just like how I felt every night my dad was meant to come home from a work trip…I’d go to sleep hoping I’d wake up and a Barbie camper would appear…so many nights…
I am drawn to your deeply thoughtful, beautiful writing over and over again and frequently read sentences, paragraphs and entire posts that I feel jealous I didn’t write. Happy birthday to you, beautiful human and please keep writing. And I love Tara Brach! I often fall asleep to her podcast. Her book on radical acceptance and her “RAIN” concept changed things for me ♥️
Also! I recognize and appreciate your honesty and vulnerability. It’s not easy but I hope it’s as liberating for you to write it as it is to read it. 😘
I appreciate this so much, Monica. (And I love the idea that you fall asleep to Tara too. 💞)
This was beautiful.
The thing about predictable rooms, the one you wish was heaven…damn
Hot shit as always
Keep it real hermana
Oh, and HBD