She replied this morning, and reading it I laughed and laughed -- in a good way. (I'm redacting some stuff, so I'm not sure the tone fully conveys without all the relevant context, but truly I am much belov'd.)
Thanks for your state of me address. Very cute.
[...] Why bang your head against a wall? [...] Why not find yourself in a place where your gifts and skills are timely, received, applauded? You're way too glorious to be walking around with a bloodied head, bruised fists, thwarted love. Turn around, dear Elizabeth, and see what and who's got their arms out to receive you! The possibilities are vast! If someone, something can't receive you because of their timing or capacity, or illness, bless them, pray for them, then shake the dust off your shoes, eh? You might be the one waiting with open arms for yourself.
Say, I'd love to see/hear more about the pastoral transitions workshop and handouts?
Oy, thank God for you in this world.