I Write for You
And I write for me — and that’s for you, too.

Writers write
For themselves, for you
For us all.
For the dogs,
Loved ones, lost ones, ones just found,
Everyone, always.
Her loss shattered me — and I didn’t know the people involved.
However, I did know how her loss made her feel. Knowing her, reading her halting words, brought me to a dark place that I know all too well.
I clamber out, having put a sturdy ladder in place for just such a time. Plants are watered, chores tended. Dog fed and belly rubbed.
There is writing to be done today. Much, much writing — and a new course to be started.
Through it all, every word, every musing wonder, I’ll honor her loss, her struggles, her bruised heart. That’s what readers do — and writers do with what they read.
For our beloved T — we are here for you, for always.
