Dorothy P. 🇺🇦

@ChrisLMcKenna @andrea9192 Jack is a very conflicted man!

@andrea9192 I literally dunno what else could be expected of Jack but doing everything in his power to find someone who hates him (and considered assassinating him 48 hours ago) just because Carly cares about him.

Why would Jack care about Jason?

@Michaeljos92972 Every family needs a Kendall! She’s an angel, isn’t she? 💕

THANK GOODNESS FOR FAMILY! by Michael Whelan I didn’t know how tired a human being could be until after Rebecca died. Not the kind of tired sleep fixes. Not the kind you shake off with coffee or a walk or pretending you’re okay. This is a tired that lives in your bones. A tired that feels like your soul has been carrying something far too heavy for far too long… and now that it’s over, you collapse under the weight of what’s left. For ten days, I told people I was “getting through it.” What I meant was—I was barely standing. The house was full at first. Food. Voices. Hands on my shoulders. And then, just as quickly… nothing. Silence moved in like it had been waiting its turn. By day ten, the quiet had teeth. That’s when Kendall came. She didn’t arrive with answers or speeches or anything rehearsed. She came with a suitcase, tired eyes of her own, and a quiet understanding that this wasn’t something to fix. And somehow… that changed everything. Because grief is loud—but loneliness is louder. At night, when the house starts whispering Rebecca’s name back to me, when the bed feels too big and the air too still, I feel myself slipping. But Kendall is here. In the next room. A light on. A cabinet closing. A life still moving forward. And that simple truth pulls me back. She didn’t just sit with me—she went to work on a life I no longer had the strength to hold together. Drawer by drawer. Room by room. The quiet archaeology of a shared life. We opened closets that still smelled like Rebecca. Folded clothes she once wore like armor and grace. Found things I couldn’t touch without breaking—and Kendall touched them for me when my hands refused. She cleaned what I couldn’t see through my tears. She organized what grief had scattered inside me and around me. And somewhere between the dust and the dander and the memories that knocked the wind out of me— she gave me something I didn’t know I’d lost: A small, fragile sense that maybe… I could keep going. She doesn’t replace Rebecca. No one can. But she showed up at the exact moment I was starting to disappear. And when you’re this tired… this broken… this emptied out— you don’t need someone to save you. You need someone willing to step into the wreckage with you… and, piece by piece, help you remember how to live inside it.

@Michaeljos92972 Maui is beautiful.

FREE SPIRIT playing the guitar when I lived on Maui. Most people don't know that I play piano and guitar. 💙😎

@Michaeljos92972 You look like your mom. 😊

70 YEARS AGO once a happy family. I wish I could sleep like that now. I think they took better pictures back then.

@Michaeljos92972 Wow! It looks like Rebecca took her racing seriously! 💙

RACING DAYS! 💙 found some old pictures of Rebecca and her racing.

@Michaeljos92972 Look at those beautiful tans! 🌞🌴

A LONG TIME AGO.

@StevenTank40953 She’s adorable!

The birthday girl with David and I. I love my baby bear!

@annamaria1word Experimental drugs sometimes save lives! Sending good vibes, prayers, and all good thoughts your way.💙

Remember my biopsy? Well the genetic testing showed that an experimental drug might help me and I stsrted it today! It’s used for colon cancer but there’s no research for appendiceal cancer (which affects one in one to two million people). Fingers crossed it buys me more time!

@TheRealHoarse I hope you’ll write a book this year.

For a change, I’m going to offer one of my own: After a brutal year, I’m back to writing with a joy again. It is going to be a good year on therealhoarse.substack.com I am just so thankful for that.

Weekly tradition time: ending the week with a little shared joy. Tell me something good. What good thing happened in your life this week? Saw the sun or stared up at the stars, both work. Just something good.

@RyanPaeveyspa @finn_carr08 @LSA8M I’m liking the “new” Nathan too, although I have a feeling he’s not really Nathan. Do you happen to know, Ryan? I know you won’t spill the beans!

@dotterp @finn_carr08 @LSA8M Thanks for your support

Thank you to everyone who sent such positive feedback and enjoyed our scenes this week! I couldn’t have done it without the help and support of the amazing Alexa Havins! She is incredibly generous and has taught me so much! Hold on tight there is so much more to come! #gh

@StevenTank40953 Beautiful! Turquoise was very popular in the 50s.

Not my style but I fucking love it!

@JonjayNeedham1 I’m so happy for you. I’ll look forward to more pictures of your garden and cottage this spring and summer. 🌺 💐

A year today since i left London to live in the country. One of the best decisions i ever made. Quality of life has gone up dramatically. Loving the thatched cottage & beautiful garden. Keep going & have a lovely weekend.💙 #ThisLittleLad

@trish_thornton @davidaxelrod Right.

@davidaxelrod @dotterp Cognitive tests are only administered when the patient demonstrates the deficits, such as suspicion of dementia!

How smart is it really to repeatedly brag about your cognitive tests?

A man adopted this dog whose shelter card declared his love for water, so he brought him to this place.. This was his reaction.. 😊

Would President Trump qualify to vote absentee by mail under the SAVE America Act? Maybe not.

Trump has 5 kids with 3 women he cheated on. Elon Musk has 14 kids with 4 women he cheated on. Pete Hegseth has 7 kids with 3 women he cheated on. RFK Jr has 7 kids with 3 women he cheated on. The Republican Party protects pedophiles. Family values - my ass.

@marlene4719 When he starts to snore, I wonder if anyone will wake him up. I say just let him sleep. We’d all be better off…

Every day he gets a little closer to that eternally beautiful dirt nap.

@annamaria1word Exactly.

@dotterp Yeah, I’m mad. They didn’t even apologize. They should’ve confirmed at the door in person first but decided to be lazy.

This hotel called us at 6 AM to demand we turn down the music we were blasting after complaints. Reader, we were both dead asleep. Not happy.