Words Stir Something
As the room fell silent, Eva’s words lingered in my mind—“A family event”—simple, yet heavy with meaning. That night, as darkness settled and the quiet hum of distant crickets filled the air, I stood by the window, lost in thought. The past played softly in my memory, blending with the fragile hopes her suggestion had awakened. There was something about it—a quiet invitation to heal, to reconnect. And in that still moment, I began to wonder if maybe, just maybe, it was finally time to consider it.
Words Stir Something
Planning A Surprise
With Leah’s help, we dove into planning. “What if we surprise everyone?” she suggested, and I nodded, feeling a spark of excitement grow. “A family gathering could be just what we need.” Over late-night cups of coffee, we whispered ideas and pieced together a vision, our eyes lit with the possibility of reunion. Leah’s natural knack for organizing made everything flow, and her enthusiasm was infectious. What began as a simple get-together was quickly becoming something more—it felt like the beginning of a new chapter for all of us.
Planning A Surprise
