Angels · 4mo
An open letter written only for the dearest, Miles.
Though I may not be counted among your followers, your words have woven themselves into the fabric of my life, becoming a source of comfort I never knew I needed: (1) a comforting aroma of my mother's home-cooked meals, (2) a scent that instantly connects me to my roots, no matter how far I've wandered, (3) gentle touch of my late granny's hand, and (3) a sweet, warm scent of freshly baked cinnamon cookies. My, my, how grateful I am that you choose to share your innermost thoughts and feelings with the world. Your writing is truly a gift that keeps on giving. Thank you, Miles. Thank you, from the depths of my heart, for your words. Thank you for creating this beautiful, comforting space within your writing where souls like mine can find refuge. The opportunity to experience your words is a blessing I cherish deeply. It's as if the universe conspired to place me, however small, within the constellation of your words, and for that, I am forever grateful. Please keep on writing.
Warmly and appreciatively, L.
Oh, sweetheart. Even the drip of honey can't describe how sweet each word and sentence you've written for me.
Your letter has touched me deeply, more than I can express. Knowing my writing has brought you comfort, grounding, and warmth like the gentle touch of home and love you described is a gift I cherish profoundly. Angel like you remind me why I write, why I share pieces of myself through words.
Thank you for this heartfelt reminder. Your kindness lights up my creative spirit, and I promise to keep writing—for souls like yours and for the joy of sharing.
With gratitude, Miles.
