Love. letters.

I'm sorting through my folder of letters from the past two years. With weight limits, I can't take them all with me so I've narrowed 20 down to three.

I see notes and trinkets from Fay, Steven, Mary, Pat, Gr. Pat and Bankaw, Maggie and Daddo, Pieta, Alina, Malcolm, Tara, Amanda, Nannie and Pawpa, Dad, Mother, Abby, Anduin and Ryan, Joanna, Meg, Aunt Katie and Uncle Larry, Solveig, Carlos, Sarah, Susan, Bill. I've had a life marked by love and it's precious space in which to sit for a minute and rest.