- Today I found a stack of letters my husband sent when we were dating. Each one feels like a gift. I read the words and want to kiss each page. Recently I have been disappointed by how little of our early relationship I can remember. I was so happy that I barely wrote during that period of time. I barely even journaled. That year isn't etched in my mind like so many other things are. Why is pain so much easier to remember? At any rate I found the letters today and they feel like a great cosmic blessing. 10:49 a.m. - 2023-05-01 |
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