❤️❤️❤️ Love you, Rebecca

Never wanted to write about this period of my life. It stayed buried and locked away.

Then, all the events of late—rebirth and light surfaced over and over again. I started to write over weeks because Easter was on the horizon.

Because it happened on a Friday—and these words hit hard, "My God, why have you forsaken me?"

Mourned on Saturday and on Easter Sunday, the rebirth and resurrection. Still feels surreal.

Thank you for always being compassionate and loving in words and energy. Forever grateful 💜