I wrote these letters to you in the summer months of 2010. I wrote these letters to find a way to walk away from you, walk back to us, and resurrect myself after the storm. I wrote to find my pulse, remember my step, and clear all the noise in my head.

These are the letters I never sent.

I wrote with my open heart, from a place of hurt and hope. Hopeful that this would not be the only story we tell.

It wasn’t.

It was actually the very start.