Dear H, When you don't know where to begin, always start with what you know. I wish when your world tips a little, you'd learn to lean on this too. Darling, I don't know a lot about how you're growing up. Details are far and few in between. Honestly, we don't know each other these… Continue reading It’s not love that ends.
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One word.
"Good." In October, H had her 13th birthday. It's official: we now share a teenager. I have been coming here trying to write her a letter and the thing that breaks my heart is that: I don't know her enough these days to capture the bitter sweetest of her life like living with her siblings.… Continue reading One word.
Love, Mom 