Letters

I was an avid pen pal long before the man who is now my husband wrote me that first letter when we were both 17 years old. Corresponding with him made letter writing such a part of the way I processed life that I couldn’t escape it, even after we shared the same mailbox. I’m not the faithful letter writer I once was. But once in a while, I sit down to pen a letter and decide to share it with a wider audience. You’ll find some of those letters here.