Good Morning 4-28-24
Tucked away on the top shelf in our closet is a box filled with writings. There are 5 journals from high school through college, assorted poems, and musings from over the years, a few drawings, and a couple of envelopes stuffed with letters sent by Steve from the summer before we got married. I was at home having knee surgery and he was working at camp. The only way to describe them is to call them what they are: love letters. I haven’t opened the box except perhaps when we moved a little over 2 years ago for a cursory … Continue reading Good Morning 4-28-24