Thank you, Taylor, for being vulnerable đ«
I wrote this to you privately, but in hopes it will help someone else, here it isâŠ.
âHi Taylor, itâs me Elizabeth, Pageâs mom. I was going to write you an actual letter, but Iâve sent you so many letters that I didnât want you to feel like Iâm some weird stalker person. Iâm not. Iâm just me. A, now, 46 yo SwiftieMom who will never be able to thank you enough for being the light at the end of our illness journey in 2013.
Then I was going to write this letter open on Tumblr, but it isnât something I want to tumble. Not sure if thatâs the right wordâŠstill figuring out all of Tumblr.
Then I wasnât going to write you at all because youâre busy and youâve already heard from and met us, but then I decided Iâd do it like this:
I am so proud of how you handle negatives. You continually brush yourself off and truly put yourself out there again and again through your songs. I feel the sincerity in them, and know you write from your heart. The fact that you continue to basically say âthis is me worldâ is SO huge for so many. It gives us strength and courage. I know it does, because it did for me this summer.
After meeting you I wrote the book Dream Accomplished as my thank you to you. Iâd never written a book, much less written anything so personal. Those words poured out of me. I couldnât have stopped them. They woke me up. Swirled around in my dreams. Swirled through me everyday and everywhere I was. I ended up with a puddle on my desk of pocket crinkled napkins, gum wrappers, receiptsâŠ.paper from my days that when a sentence wanted remembered, Iâd write it down. That pile, those words, they became my thank you. They also became a vulnerability.
I wrote hoping in my soul that my words would help others. Unbelievablely some people use them to hurt my family. They twist my words. They twist my deed. They say things to Page and I, like âyou only met @taylorswift because your mom is dyingââŠâYou look fine to me, I think youâre a liarââŠ.
My family and I were so hurt this summer, I wanted to crawl away and hide. I took a break from Tumblr and Twitter, I suspended my book website and Amazon page. I almost moved us to a new town. My heart was truly hurting and I felt too exposed.
It took a long time for me to shake that feeling. It still tries to creep in, but Iâm fighting it down. When you released LWYMMD it was like another lightbulb sent by you to light our way. The timing. The words. The strength of you. It helped. It still helps. Thank you. Thank you for being vulnerable. Thank you for being you. I know you were born for this. You were born to help. And you truly do. -Elizabeth :)
PS/I think I might even now have the strength to tumble this :) maybe that will help someone, too.â
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