It was Spring Break in the year 1999. Or was it 2000? I can’t remember for sure. I know I was in college, junior year, I believe. What I remember is the Florida sun. I remember sitting next to my grandmother on my Grandparents lanai. I remember watching Chad, who was across the pool in...
It was around twelve years ago when I opened my email and began a letter to my dear college girlfriends. While I can’t remember all the words written in that email, I know it began like this: Hello. My name is Summer and I am the daughter of an alcoholic. I have such a vivid...
“Mrs. Occupant.” The handwriting on the envelope was as familiar as my own. The curve of the letters, the neat-but-sloppy rushed penmanship–I know it like the back of my own aging hand. It was the same handwriting that I found printed on the napkins inside my lunchbox during elementary school. I love you! the writing...
I open the door to the garage and Meadow bounds down the two steps in one big jump. She swings the car door open and I watch, holding her backpack, as she hops to the far side of the backseat. I swing her way-too-heavy backpack into the seat next to her, while she straps on...
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Dear Summer,
Congrats to you and Chad ! Two decades together is a long time – and is not when you look from this point of view now. What a lucky man he is … You found so extremely warm and honest words to describe your relationship and marriage! I felt like looking in a mirror … it was 1999 when I met Martin.
I’ll wrote soon!
Love
Christine
Thank you, Friend! How fun that we all met in the same year!
Happy Anniversary
Thank you, Jackie!