Dear Briar, It's raining again today and it mirrors how my heart aches. I could not get you off my mind this weekend. Nothing could distract me. And I tried. I really did. I tried to watch television, to sleep. I even tended the garden. But you were there. In everything. Every bloom, every character. [...]
S 3 Ep 8 Get your hanky
My Dearest Briar, I'm sitting on a train this morning, thinking about you. I'm always thinking of you. It's raining here. I often wonder what it is like where you are. Does it rain? I would imagine if it does, the most beautiful gardens would bloom. Here, without you, the grey skies darken and a [...]
There's a storm on the horizon
Dear Briar, I write you today because I now know what needs to be done and I know that means the only way I will ever talk to you is by letter. Here, in words, on paper, we can be authentic. Ourselves. We can be together. Out there, well, there can be no we. No [...]
I miss you today. I miss you every day, but today there is an ache. A hollowness. Today, in my heart and mind, I will keep you close. For company and for peace. It's quiet here. We can just sit and watch the water lap the shore. Yours Patiently waiting, Me
