If this were my last Christmas with you
27 letters for the love, grief and truth we postpone.
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27 letters for the love, grief and truth we postpone.
An intimate confession about loving deeply while learning to need less, hide more, and leave before being fully seen.
Why we run from emotional pain, what it has been trying to tell us, and how facing it can lead us back to ourselves.
A personal journey through losing yourself, facing what was carried in silence, and slowly learning how to come home to yourself again.
One family. Many memories. Many truths. What happens when everyone remembers the same family differently.
Letters and objects created to hold the words, memories and stories a family does not want time to erase.
Some stories are already here. Others are still becoming.
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