This is lovely. I'm going to really enjoy following you here. I grew up on a farm, in the rural midwest, and it was hard work. But I miss it. It was a magical way to grow up -- despite the difficulties that come with that lifestyle, and I'm forever grateful for the time I had. I live in a city now, and the older I get the more painful it is not to live that way, again. I'm trying in 2025 to really cultivate that in my life, in the ways that are available to me... even if it isn't the same.
I’ve told you this but I can’t stop shouting about how your words are such a comfort to me. I just love you and your voice and always feel your heart through your writings. I love you and the way you slow down and see the world and I can’t wait to read more of your writing here.
Thank you for making me feel brave enough to finally do it em 🥹 grateful to know such a beautiful friend and writer like you. Also bahahah, we little babies in our matching pig tails!
Morgan, your words are so fruitful and nurturing to me. i am so glad you started writing on substack and i vow to drop everything I’m doing and read your entries asap! Happy to have you here, friend 🫂
Oh Georgia, we’ve known each other for so long online but your kindness never gets old; your encouragement of my writing feels like gold. Thank you thank you always.
It’s so beautiful and haunting to look back to where it all began. I have a twin sister and older brother too. We weren’t quite pool rats, but we did swim team every summer at the public pool. 8am practice every week day all summer long. Honestly it was wonderful.
This is lovely. I'm going to really enjoy following you here. I grew up on a farm, in the rural midwest, and it was hard work. But I miss it. It was a magical way to grow up -- despite the difficulties that come with that lifestyle, and I'm forever grateful for the time I had. I live in a city now, and the older I get the more painful it is not to live that way, again. I'm trying in 2025 to really cultivate that in my life, in the ways that are available to me... even if it isn't the same.
I’ve told you this but I can’t stop shouting about how your words are such a comfort to me. I just love you and your voice and always feel your heart through your writings. I love you and the way you slow down and see the world and I can’t wait to read more of your writing here.
Welcome to the platform, dear Morgan. Such a lovely post to begin with. I always love your words 💜
Thank you so much Anu! I feel like I'm in good company <3
Loved to read about your memories here Morgan 🤍
Thank you so much for your kind words! 💕🥹
So nice to see you here, friend! I loved reading about some of your earliest memories. Also, omg, could baby you and Paige BE cuter?? ♥︎
Thank you for making me feel brave enough to finally do it em 🥹 grateful to know such a beautiful friend and writer like you. Also bahahah, we little babies in our matching pig tails!
Morgan, your words are so fruitful and nurturing to me. i am so glad you started writing on substack and i vow to drop everything I’m doing and read your entries asap! Happy to have you here, friend 🫂
Oh Georgia, we’ve known each other for so long online but your kindness never gets old; your encouragement of my writing feels like gold. Thank you thank you always.
It’s so beautiful and haunting to look back to where it all began. I have a twin sister and older brother too. We weren’t quite pool rats, but we did swim team every summer at the public pool. 8am practice every week day all summer long. Honestly it was wonderful.