Susan Pogorzelski

I didn’t want to write about this, not because I wanted to spend this space writing about all the good happening in my life—the email I received letting me know about The Last Letter’s Honorable Mention for a reputable writing award, the Lyme conference I attended where I got to see old friends and connect with new ones—but because I didn’t think anything like this would ever happen again. I thought I’d put the health scares behind me. I thought since I was on such an upswing

This past weekend felt like a sort of homecoming the likes of which I haven’t experienced since my time in France. As I’ve spent the past week recovering with lots of sleep, I’ve been trying to find the words for all I experienced, all I saw, all I felt, but no words seem to do it justice. I’ve rewritten this blog post half a dozen times already, and still I don’t know if I can capture all I want to say. But I’ll try. Because that’s what I do… And I want to preserve this feel