Dear Avie,
We all have a weakness.
Mine is easy to interpret.
Love can heal what the darkness tries to divide.
I need to dig myself out from beneath the dirt.
It is covering me.
Suffocating me.
I don’t want to die.
Will the pain ever cease to exist?
I am turning to you.
Your light illuminates the way.
Your hands will guide me.
In the end I will still have you.
The only way out is through.
Xoxo- Mommy
