Letters From Camp (Part I): What We Hold When…

Jul 6

My daughter went to camp last week.The house is quieter, the air rearranged, and I find myself writing letters into silence.This is a story about presence, distance, and the invisible stretch of love.

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Mary Beth Hegeman

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This is beautiful. All the feels. Sending love and hugs your way.

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Letters From Camp (Part I): What We Hold When…