After reading your latest post and then watching the you tube version, I just wanted to jump up and give you a BIG hug and say “You did it ! Took your broken heart and made art !” That is, after I wiped away a few tears…you write and talk so eloquently, so personally, gets me every time. Thank you for sharing.
“Maybe I broke my own heart”…. Wow, this landed hard! As I read this… I was angry with your weatherman…. Until that sentence. Although I am still very angry at him about the candle… not OK!
Another piece from you, Byron, that proves we're not alone in our vulnerable moments. I, too, still find myself puzzling over an experience of first love decades later, wondering at the intensity of emotion and what it was really. This resonated deeply.
I love how you can look back on younger Byron with such tenderness, a good lesson for all of us.
That poor sweet mess of a kid. I wish him the best haha
After reading your latest post and then watching the you tube version, I just wanted to jump up and give you a BIG hug and say “You did it ! Took your broken heart and made art !” That is, after I wiped away a few tears…you write and talk so eloquently, so personally, gets me every time. Thank you for sharing.
I can’t put into words how much this means to me. Thanks Su ❤️
Love the tenderness here Byron, but catching him watching the last six minutes of 6 Feet Under with someone else? Unacceptable ;)
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THE WORST! AND MY CANDLE 😭
Sounds a lot like my journey to polyamory, only I tended to alternately be the weatherman and the young newscaster depending on the day
Haha variety the spice of life ❤️🌈
“Maybe I broke my own heart”…. Wow, this landed hard! As I read this… I was angry with your weatherman…. Until that sentence. Although I am still very angry at him about the candle… not OK!
FRIEND THAT CANDLE. Truly I was more candle hurt than heart broken maybe 😂
Another piece from you, Byron, that proves we're not alone in our vulnerable moments. I, too, still find myself puzzling over an experience of first love decades later, wondering at the intensity of emotion and what it was really. This resonated deeply.
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This was so sweet, so tender, so honest. I loved it. Thank you for sharing.
Thanks Dre! That really means a lot to me :)
I loved reading this. So vulnerable and tender. Thank you for sharing.
Whew thanks but not easy—sharing still makes me so nervous. Grateful and comforted by the kind response. Thanks Sophie :)
I hear you! Vulnerability hangovers are real. xo
“Vulnerability hangover” ! Love
This is so beautifully written - loved reading it.
Thank you Sara! :)
(Kinda makes me wanna pull the trigger on my piece about show-mances 😜)
ABSOLUTELY INSTANTLY DONT PASS GO!
Tears.
Lovely, and so true.
I walked this journey with my first love.
Aw Patrick! I’m hugging you now. Here we go, there we were… love that we can look back with warm hearts.
I remember this time in your life like it was yesterday. Thank you for sharing. You really know how to turn past pain into a beautiful memory. 😊
OMG WHAT A TIME! I really do look back so fondly my friend. :)
Love this!
Thanks Chad! Wild time but I look back with such fondness :)
What a fabulous piece! How do you know it's love? Thank you.
Appreciate you Lisa!!! :)
A uniquely wonderful and moving coming of age story. Thanks for sharing it.
I was so nervous to share! Sometimes that’s the best reason to do it.
I need you to write Weatherman as a screenplay and hand it to Harry Lighton, please.
HARRY LET’S DO THIS! HA! Thanks for the love!
Ah, first love. Brutal and beautiful all at once.