For My Ego

My dear friend Molly, whom I met whilst visiting friends of mine at the University of Notre Dame during her senior year and became close to in the years after that when we both lived in Chicago, sent me a text message following a reading of my incredibly uplifting "For My Book About Grief" post last week and I'm gonna stash it down below because it was really rad of her to send and because, well, I'm typically a large to extra large doofball and it kind of made me feel cool AF.

I'd like to note that Molly is the person who coined the phrase "Rosemary-colored glasses" which my mom became so fond of hearing in the last years of her life. Its origin story can be found here.