Depressing Things I Found While I Was Packing

A picture of my mother holding me as a baby, her hair the unforgettable brunette bob with bangs, looking effortlessly beautiful and effortlessly sad.

A post card of St. John’s Harbour which only read in unmistakeable handwriting: I wish you were here.

The last rambling letter I received from my mother after she disappeared.

My wedding guest album, leftover wedding invitations, wedding menus, wedding save the dates.

My childhood diaries.

A note I wrote to myself and stuffed in my pocket during a hike which read: “Later she would think it a very sad thing: the way she caught sight of the sunlight splintering through the trees, and thought of him.”


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"There is all this untouched beauty, the light, the dark, both running through me." -Over The Rhine
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