First of all, I’m sorry I’m not writing you a real letter. Please let this suffice for now.
Secondly, I know it feels like it’s been a good while… but things have been hard. Have they been rough for you? I feel like they’ve been hard for everyone… I know they’ve been hard for me… I lay down at night sometimes [lately] and my heart pounds through my chest only to slop to the floor and roll around because it, too, has a headache.
I hope things haven’t been bad for you. And if they have, I’m sorry I haven’t been there for you… because I haven’t been there for anyone lately. But know that I truly believe things will get better for all of us. They are slowly [not so surely] getting better for me.
That’s why I haven’t been around… haven’t shown much face.
Here are just a few things I’ve been meaning to share:
Those are just a few things I’ll throw out there with no explanation just to show you I’m alive… because I know you’ve wondered.
Sometime else I’ll tell you stories… you’ll see that I’m still joyful. Like the story of why there are tires in my closet right now, or how I’m pretty sure Beckett convinced his folks I broke their toilet… fun things like that. Another time.
How’s life where you are? Smiling lots? Making new friends? Seeing sunshine? Do you have any good stories for me?
Take care of yourself.