Let us be leaders
A Leap of Faith

Letters to the lost

There are story we wish we’d never tell, unhealed wounds and unanswered questions. We all have them. This is mine – “I want to tell you that I forgive you. I forgive you for never seeing me graduate and never holding my hand again. I forgive you for not being here for me to hug you at least fifty times a day and for not drinking mom’s coffee anymore. I forgive you for not being here to hear about my crazy ideas and not planning your afternoon nap just so that you could be awake when I come back from school and sit with me while I eat and tell me about your day. I forgive you for breaking my heart.”

My “why”
Road to Andorra