Dear Avie,
I didn’t used to know how to talk to you.
Now I do.
That’s why I write to you.
I walked into your room.
Tiptoed over the threshold.
I went all the way in.
Music is playing in the background.
The music pulls me further in.
Bringing me back to you.
Closer to you.
Songs remind me of you.
Music does that to me.
Soothes my soul.
Sweet melody.
Music heals me.
Xoxo- Mommy
