Why I Write to You

Dear Gabrielle, Why do I write to you? ✧ Because I Hope You’ll Exist I hope I’ll have a girl and a boy. But if I had to choose, I’d choose a girl. For all the wrong reasons. And for all the right ones, too. Maybe it’s because I lost a girl once. Maybe I’m…

A woman looking at her reflection and wishing she was younger

The Fault In Our Stars

Sometimes, our stars fall short Dear Gabrielle, I never wanted to be light-skinned more than I do now. As I haul myself—literally and emotionally—back into the dating world, I can’t help but feel old. Thirty-four.Last year, I still felt young.This year, mortality has found me. Harshly. Bluntly. By the end of this year, I’ll be…