Just so I can keep these altogether in one place and pin them for whomever might care. My personal backstory: https://t.co/KzjbMF4a45 1/3

Weekly tradition: finding some rays of light no matter how dark the clouds. There is always some light. Finding it matters most when it is hardest. Tell me something good. What good thing happened in your life this week? Felt brand new or felt like your old self again, just

Weekly tradition time: finding some color no matter how gray the skies. Tell me something good. What good thing happened in your life this week? Got in the fall spirit or made plans for winter, both work. Just something good.

From darkness comes our bluest skies. Finally finding a little blue myself. At last. https://t.co/NdtyKyiHpJ

I wrote something about hard hills to climb and finding the top of one. Link to full story in next post. 1/2

For nearly ten years now, I’ve been asking people to share One Good Thing from their week. This week, I need to ask people to be the One Good Thing in mine. 1/

I support myself as a writer on Substack. After a brutal year, I’m poised to enter a happy new chapter - and write new chapters. This week, your help would be my One Good Thing. Becoming a paid subscriber would help make that possible. https://t.co/WtJwpPWPH7

The far shorter version than my last thread: For nearly ten years, I’ve been asking people to share ‘One Good Thing’ from their week. If this happy tradition has brightened your weeks, your help right now could brighten the rest of my whole year. 1/2

Becoming a paying subscriber to my Substack right now would lift… my whole life, really. Thank you for reading – and thank you for nearly a decade of weekly One Good Things.   My page: https://t.co/ONADWaYKSs //

If this little tradition has ever lifted you up, helped you, got your through a hard week, or brightened a good one, I’m glad… It has done the same for me. If you are up for being my One Good Thing this time, I would be profoundly grateful. 12/

I write and publish on a site called Substack. My page is: https://t.co/WtJwpPWPH7 An annual subscription costs $4.17 a month. While not a huge amount of money, it is large to me… 11/

Every week for nine years, I’ve asked people to share One Good Thing from their lives. This week, I need to ask people to consider being the One Good Thing in not just my week but maybe my entire year. 10/

I’ve done the work to be on the other side. I’m right at the point where I could be… where I could finally write free from the things that have interfered. However, the last year and a half has battered my ability to sustain doing that. 9/

It has been a hard, hard year. As difficult as it has been, I’ve leaned into the pain rather than away from it. I got to work and dug up every last unhealed wound, and worked to treat them… and they’ve healed.   Now, I am at the other side of the tunnel… almost. 8/

I had put one thing after another on my back, carried them all, and carried on. Eventually, the weight wins. The cumulative toll nearly wiped out my ability to write – which wiped out all of the progress I had made toward being able to sustain being a writer. 7/

It was as if the universe dumped every last thing that ever hurt me in my lap and said ‘It’s time to deal with this now…’.   The combined effects of old wounds being reopened while new ones were piled on knocked me to my knees. 6/

I had past traumas stacked up which I thought I had dealt with - but hadn’t really resolved. They all surfaced at once.   At the same time, I was dealing with a personal situation that mirrored the worst aspects of my childhood growing up with an alcoholic father - only worse. 5/

In March of last year, a friend died. I was with him for a week near when he passed. The experience opened up a whole Pandora’s box for me filled with past traumas and wounds which had been long untreated. I had just carried too much for too long. 4/

Then I began running into one external impediment after another. Things got in the way. I needed to grow steadily to keep the hope afloat. That got harder and harder to do… Then a year and a half ago, the wheels came off. 3/

Three years ago, I made an abrupt leap into being a writer. I had no safety net. I just leapt and hoped to learn to hang glide in midair. For the first several months, I was… flying. It felt like flying. 2/

For nearly ten years now, I’ve been asking people to share One Good Thing from their week. This week, I need to ask people to be the One Good Thing in mine. 1/