Published January 6, 2024
I appreciate the concern of people who have reached out to see if I am well. I am not. Life is hard right now. December kicked me hard again and again, and I can’t recall a worse start to a year than the first five days of January. There is much to be solved, and it’s unclear how that’s supposed to happen.
Thank you. When life is a beach, I will let you know.
Love,
Carly
Dee
Thinking about you always.
Susan Broome Thompson
I can certainly empathize. Much love and peace to you. ❤️
Mash
Carly, I’ve been listening to the Pat Metheny/Lyle Mays tune from the movie we’ve both embraced over the years, ‘Fandango,’ and remember the time you burned the CD for me and left it at my office one summer while I was on vacation.
I’m here for you. I’ve had my struggles, as you know, and in all likelihood, I’ll never be ‘out of the woods.’
But I can try real hard to make that happen, and that’s what I’ve done the last five years.
I think about Nick Saban’s dog, at SEC Media Days, and slippin’ you the Nicktator’s home phone number at the Winfrey, or wearin’ that bandana at the old Alex Box Stadium press box, just so we could both watch The Bop’s indignant reaction.
A lot of us down here are thinkin’ about you, Carly. These are some confusing times, to say the least.
You’re stronger 💪 than you’ll ever know.
You got this.
Our paths need to cross again. Soon.
Mash
Bunny Blumschaefter
Thinking of you, darling. Keep the faith.