Sharing the load...
One afternoon, when I was walking with you to work, you were a bit distant. I noticed, but didn’t say much until, near the end, I asked...
I'll be right here, now and always
One afternoon, when I was walking with you to work, you were a bit distant. I noticed, but didn’t say much until, near the end, I asked...
Yesterday was a difficult one. I awoke feeling an intense anxiety, after it had hounded me through a restless sleep. I couldn’t place its...
Going through a box of old things last weekend, I came across a journal of yours from a few years ago, just before we met. I hesitated a...
The Author
These letters are a way of taking the words I carry for her and putting them into the world, in the hopes that she may find peace until they lead her home.