A letter to a friend about love. A few years ago, my mother gave me several items that my aunt left behind. This letter was one of them.
Just as every writer writes their story, they start with the beginning. But, where to begin? Hmmmm... I should clearly say though, this is where every hidden emotion, thought and ideas will be brought to life. No ridicule, limits, or criticisms will be taken accounted for in making such. Everyone has their story. I have … Continue reading Beginning of every story