10/27/2026
I’ve been crying a lot this month.
Not because I’m sad, or unhappy, or whatever else might make a grown woman cry.
But because you’ve let me in.
You’ve allowed me to document the most beautiful stories of your lives.
The good, the bad, the beautiful, the ugly.
The people that make your heart open up completely in your chest and make it feel like it’s going to fly away.
The past of your story that I’ll never truly know, but get a glimpse into – and the invisible strings that tie them together.
The heartache and heartbreak, the turbulence and turmoil.
The rainbows, the sunny days, and all that comes in between.
Thank you for letting me in.
I’m honored to tell your story.