Words as they Arrived Book and choosing each other every

and choosing each other every single day

and the quiet strength of a person who rebuilds himself/herself piece by piece

She is passionate about cocktails and books

moments that are felt deeply but rarely shared

and anyone who understands that sometimes

Words as they Arrived Book and choosing each other everyThe book of words arrived the way childhood does: crooked, breathless, smudged with eraser dust. Letters leaned like new walkers, falling into margins, standing back up. Spelling was a guess, meaning a dare. Crayons argued with pencils; notebooks smelled of glue and rain. Each page held a small bravery, saying something before knowing how. Those scribbles werent messy.