But first, some housekeeping. I’ve designated one side of the room to a pile of letters, never sent. I came across them in their new roles as bookmarks, recipes, to-do-lists, journal entries. On the other side, next to a dried up apple core, a pile of birds. These piles grew tall and then fell and covered the kitchen floor. This is my vacuum.

This is the beginning of many love stories. From my heart to yours.

A.Dobro