Thank you.

I have thought about doing this post for a long, long while. It is overdue. While, quite obviously, there have been people very close to me who have hurt me deeply, this is the exception, and not the rule.

Thank you for the concern. For the time spent on the telephone, at restaurants, in your homes, cars, and online. Forgive any slowness to respond on my part, or any fumbling for words. I appreciate and am deeply touched by your efforts to assuage my pain.

Thank you for your efforts in helping me find a job. I hope, as do you, that our efforts together will allow me to start establishing myself again. Thank you for tirelessly reviewing my resumes, cover letters, and applications. Thank you for exhausting your contacts for my benefit. It is a slow process, but better with people like you.

You are awesome. In the literal sense. When I ponder about how forgiving you are of my many mistakes, how encouraging you are of someone with no home, no job, and no real prospects, how kind you are to someone so broken (exhaustingly so at times, I'd imagine), I am in awe.

I do not understand what I have done to deserve you. I'm not sure how I feel about the concept of deserving, at this point. But I am grateful for you. And, lest there have ever been any confusion, I love you all (in appropriate ways) very, very deeply. You have touched my life and my guarded self very deeply. I cannot do justice to the feelings I have on the topic, so I will leave it here:

Thank you.