Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Posted by Heidi at 6:20 PM
Today was Mr Rogers' birthday.
Several years ago I wrote him a letter. I told him that he saved my life. That all through high school I woke up hours early so I could watch him every morning. And for 30 minutes every day I felt safe. And I felt good enough. To my surprise, he wrote me back. A two page letter telling me how much he appreciated me and how glad he was he could help me. He told me I was strong and brave and amazing and special. He told me Daniel Striped Tiger sent me a hug.
I cried so hard when I received that letter. When I was robbed and lost everything, I lost that as well. My computer, my stereo, my writing, my photos, my childhood toys...I got over that. But the loss of that letter still hurts me.
When he died, I cried. Because I loved him. Because he loved me. He didn't know me but he loved me. And, you know...he loved you too.