I am a wandering soul.
I love overwhelmingly so.
I am healing, learning, growing.
I write to heal, to learn and understand. Writing has been my savior, my companion, the looking glass that seems to have refocused my entire life’s gaze. The ebb and flow of words, letters, and thoughts that come life before me, have carried me through the unbearable loss of a child, the disappointment of divorce, and the fear of starting over. Writing has allowed me to forgive the person I have been, to mend the brokenness in myself, and open my heart to all the finer things life has to offer. These words.. these letters.. all aligned so perfectly together, they truly have saved me. I hope they may offer you comfort in your agony, companionship in your loneliness, and breathe new life into you as they did me.
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“I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still.”
-Sylvia Plath
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