last night kenley was going through some of his old stuff. as he started to dig through the pile, he started handing me things. he started handing me the letters i sent him 05-early 07. it was surreal seeing our relationship in writing. there were long letters, there were short letters. there was a letter from almost three years ago. there were receipts from his first visit here after i moved. it was a lot of fun reading about us.
i'm thankful for letters today.
1 comment:
oh, I love running accross old letters like that. love it love it love it.
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