the Earth-bound adventures of the Lost and Found

lost and found by Jeneen R. Garcia to be published on 28 July 2007 As you can see, it has taken me awhile to get my thoughts together. It still feels strange to be writing this, never in my life imagining I would be writing this. But I found there was no other way to say what must be said, but through this overdue letter. Letters--you always found a reason to write them. All throughout your life, you kept writing them, kept the ones that were written back in precious boxes that moved with you to wherever you made your home. Even when email became the popular choice, the impersonal fonts on a white screen did not diminish your eloquence and warmth. I know, because that is how our friendship started, with an email about cats and words and mothers. Even when we lived less than five minutes away from each other, you would send off a letter in the middle of a drab work day to celebrate the afternoon light, or a new poem about the rain we loved. Love. We talked abou...

forgive me if i have no words for now. they have never come at my bidding as easily as they did to you, but especially now, when i myself refuse to listen and to receive them. because to listen would be allow myself to grieve, and to grieve would be to say that you are no longer part of my world. and i cannot do that just yet. not when so many still grieve and need to be comforted. they need to hear the stories first, how you made this world beautiful, and all the unanswerable questions about why you decided to leave it without even telling us you were planning this new adventure. i will let them have their time with you. and when everyone else is done, i will embrace you one last time, and perhaps finally know how let you go. when i held your hand at the hospital, it was still warm, and i could not believe you would ever choose to leave. how would you expect me to when we have always both believed in the constancy of the moon and the early mornings? somehow, during the course of...