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I needed to fill a position at The Sun recently. Many accomplished people applied; regrettably, more than a few failed to proofread their own letters. One man misspelled his own name; a recent college graduate said she prided herself on her “strong work ethnic.”
The person I ended up hiring wrote that she’d been introduced to The Sun only recently, when she’d been going through a painful time. She said, “My therapist described it as a treasure, and he’s absolutely right. . . . In the few months that I have been a subscriber, it has been my experience that it never fails to show up in my mailbox when I need it the most — on those days of sadness and loneliness or just plain boredom. I don’t believe I’ve ever felt a genuine kinship to a magazine before, but I do with The Sun.”
Becky’s letter wasn’t the only reason I offered her the job — she also happened to be the best qualified of nearly two hundred applicants — but I appreciated her candor. I imagined she’d be the kind of person with whom I’d be comfortable working, and I was right. She took a chance. She told the truth — which is what we try to do every month in The Sun.
It didn’t surprise me that Becky discovered The Sun during a troubled time in her life. For many readers, The Sun is like a long-lost friend who appears one day out of the blue: a friend who has known some troubles, too; a friend who encourages us to face our sorrows with open eyes and an open heart, not shying away from the pain, but not sentimentalizing it either.
Some people say The Sun is too sad. Sometimes it is. Sometimes life is too sad — too sad even for words. Yet The Sun also reminds us that great suffering can hold within it, like a mother cradling a tiny infant, great joy. The Sun believes in the broken promise of our lives, and The Sun believes in redemption. The Sun believes in love the way the moon, just a sliver tonight, believes in fullness.
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Editor, The Sun