How long has it been since you spoke to me through the lines of the Mlady Svet column? (= a Czech very popular magazin in 80ies during the strong socialistic dictature, where „Dear Sally“ was relationship advise column)
Your sensitively worded opinions and advice were a kind of beacon in the choppy waters of adolescence and the messy world of adulthood in which we all wanted to succeed. There were no doubt thousands of us who read Dear Sally’s column regularly. There wasn’t much else then. There was no press, no TV, no Internet and a strict socialist (dis)order at school. I don’t miss that time at all, but I do miss your column sometimes.
What would you say to me about the thousand and one little things I think about, which I sometimes agonize over and sometimes enjoy? Yes, it’s a very different world than it was then. And I am no longer a „teen“. I have two recently grown children, a lot of life experiences and missteps and mistakes under my belt. But am I that different? Why couldn’t you speak out today, even without your column in the Magazine? And why shouldn’t I speak to you? I can! I breathe, I live, I perceive, I write, therefore I am! My Dear Sally, welcome back! I will write to you, ask you questions and share the ordinary and the less ordinary. There is so much going on around me all the time and sometimes I am amazed at how much can fit into one lifetime.
And if I make someone happy and entertained with my observations and questions – perhaps over morning coffee – or if I make someone realize that he or she is not alone in this world, all the more I will be happy with my efforts. Then my long-held dream of becoming a writer becomes a reality. Thanks to all of you, dear readers for helping me with this!
Milá Sally... 
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