I stopped breathing for a moment.
She wrote that there were things she hadn’t been able to tell me. That I would understand after I saw what was inside.Beneath the letter were dozens of smaller boxes.
Each labeled with a future date.
Lily – 10th birthday
Ben – First day of middle school
Molly – First bike
Rosie – Kindergarten graduation
There were packages for heartbreaks, for college acceptance letters, for turning eighteen.
My daughter had prepared for moments she knew she would never witness.
At the very bottom was another note with an address and two words:
