I know it's been months since I said anything, but I need to write--I need to get something out of me. I am not myself today, so if something doesn't make sense, that's ok...I just need writing space and a voice...something that will give me hope in these, my troubled times. But I feel so selfish when I concentrate on myself, so if you will forgive me, I will write to you...my audience.
How are you? Is your family well? Do you find yourself in a good place? I want to hear all about you--what you're up to, who you're with, the small things that bring you joy in life....I want to hear it all, from the insignificant to the things that make you--you. I promise I will not tell a living soul, and I will be your friend if you need one. Even if you don't, I'll still be here. I can listen, and your voice would be good for me...I would love to hear it. I miss you. I hope also that you are able to stay out of trouble--but remember, if you are in trouble, let me know and I will bail you out. Hope you are well and happy, and I hope also that as the winter days draw in, you will find joy and peace in the coming weeks, months and years. Don't worry--I'll be right here if you need anything.
4 years ago