December, 2016

Earlier this year, my mother was skiing with my sister. 
She fell. 
She did not survive. 

Why do we wait to tell someone how much we love them; to tell them how much they mean to us? To recall all our favorite stories; our favorite moments. Perhaps because we don’t think it’s relevant.
It seems unnecessary.
We know that these things happen to other people,
but we never think that this will happen to us. 

Everyone deserves a love letter written for no reason, no other occasion, other than to tell the person that you love them.  And they deserve to hear it while you still have the opportunity to mail the letter to them, see their face, listen to their voice, and know how it makes them feel to read your letter.

Because I cannot bear to write a letter to the person who loves me more than any other human on this earth- than anyone else ever can or will- I will shamelessly tell the people I can, how much I love them and how much their love means to me.

I want these letters to represent the love I cannot express and the love I am thankful for. To fill the emptiness I feel inside of me and to grow the love I feel from each person. I want the letters to represent all my love and all the love that my mom is. 

I am still writing, and I have a long road ahead. 

Click here to read the letters.