I Hope This Finds You
I hope you read this and discover that I still think of you—all of you—from the children we once were to the various spirits we’ve become.
Maybe you’ll see my sincere apology or a memory we’ve held together; maybe there’s a scar buried there or a broken story that we still bear. Nonetheless, you’ll see that we are still filled with an abundance of blooming potential—a potential that we have always held inside.
Anyways, I hope this finds you—all of you—that I still remember. Maybe you remember me too. Maybe I was a prize to you, or I was an embarrassment to you. Maybe I wasn’t even anything to you, but maybe I was everything for you.
So anyways, I hope this finds you and I hope this speaks to you.