I’ve long since lost count, but I’ve received scores and scores of kind, supportive, and sometimes even affectionate notes from a wide range of people regarding The Recent Unpleasantness. Many have come from friends, but many more from people whom I hardly know and even from complete strangers. Some have arrived from surprising sources (e.g., ex-Mormons, Evangelical critics, atheists, etc.) and a few from very surprising places (which I won’t identify).
I’ve fallen badly behind on thanking those who have sent such notes, but I’ll eventually thank each and every sender. In the meantime, I want to express my deep gratitude for them. They’ve been enormously helpful during a trying and, as it happens, very isolated time.
I love Shakespeare and, so, perhaps it’s not altogether surprising that a beloved Shakespearean sonnet has come repeatedly to my mind as I’ve read these many expressions of support and concern. I know that I’m misapplying it somewhat, but it still expresses something of what I feel:
Maria Alm, Austria