I’ve been wanting to write for months. Actually I have been writing, often, scribbling in small notebooks. And one day soon hopefully I’ll transcribe some of those scribbles. But right here right now is today’s opportunity for reflection. I’m going to send it out to friends who knew and loved my family. Please know if you are reading this, this platform is not designed for perfectionism in words or editing.
I have been and will be sorting through my parent’s and my sister Rachel’s and my own things for the next few months and likely years. It’s tiring and emotional and rewarding. The things are triggers to memory. I remember, maybe even relive past events. I guess some part of me is very drawn to this process.
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