Dear 'french girl',
Your blogs have kept me laughing, crying, empathizing, terrified with worry, and wondering how you are for years now, and I don't think I've met you more than that once, years ago, when I shook your hand at a party.
We were both insanely young, and I doubt you remember me. I was with someone else, and you were too, and it was a whole lifetime ago.
I have been so inspired by you. You keep going despite living through hell, repeatedly, and you just have this incredible spark, and sparkle to you. I hope you know that. I hope you know how much you mean to people, even if they're just some random grrl, half a country away.
I'm glad you're doing ok, again. It's been a tough while, and I know what that's like. You're amazing, and I know you're going to come out on top of things, there's no way that you could fail to succeed, how could you? You're devastatingly smart, and gorgeous, and you'll make a fantastic go of it.
So, that's it. My semi-anonymous pep-talk, to you,
Hugs,
Me.