I received a letter last week from a woman who wrote to me when she was a child. She told me, then, that she wanted to be a writer when she grew up.
I wrote her back and told her what a writer once said to me when I was young: keep writing; don’t give up.
She didn’t give up.
She’s a writer, and this (recent) letter from her was to thank me for that note I wrote her all those years ago.
We are connected to each other in ways we aren’t even aware of; we impact each other without even knowing it.
What a gift.

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