an experiment in belonging.

radical love letters #62

Dear ones,

Lately, for understandable reasons, I am thinking a lot about aloneness. For the first time in years, I come home to a quiet home. I turn the key and say hello to my two black cats, and in their way, they say hello back, but there is a stillness still unusual to me. I am past the early, thickest parts of grief – the crying everyday, the near-n…