Melissa // Tonight's River Story

Someday I might have some words. But for now, I am just letting tonight's magic simmer on my still-wet skin. And maybe the words will never come. Maybe the images will tell us all we need to know about soul sisters and baby deer and teeny tiny frogs. Mothers and daughters and mothers and sons and what it feels like when a promise is unconditional. Layers of love, lifetimes deep, spelled out in freckle constellations.

I love you, Mel. And I'm forever grateful for our friendship.