Dear Mom and Dad, I have been blessed with a privilege that many grown kids miss out on. I have gotten to know the two of you as an adult. I feel that it is a blessing because I want to not only be your child but I want to be your friend. I want ...

Dear Mom, I want to say that I’m proud of you for all that you’ve accomplished. It’s been one of my greatest pleasures getting to know you as an adult, and I hope that by reading this letter, I can impart some wisdom. I hope that I can normally tell you how proud I am ...

To My Thirteen-Year-Old Self, Hey you, it’s you, but from the future – 16 years to be exact. There are so many things that will happen to you later down the line that will literally change your life forever. I can’t even begin where to start. Girl, you are going to go on a wild ...

Dear Ghost-Of-A-Murder-Victim-That-Hangs-Out-Over-My-Bed, I do hope this letter finds you well as I recognize this my first attempt at correspondence after our last encounter. I hope you did not interpret me as being too rude – I did not mean to roll my eyes at your horrific visage and rollover under my covers. The uttered sigh, ...

Dear Ishmael, You probably don’t remember me. The first time we met it was 2011. We were two of the ten black students at the Southern Christian Training School. Although everyone was taught theology, your major area of study was psychology. You wanted to understand people. You invited yourself to walk with me to and ...

My dear friend, Amy, was like a sister to me. Due to the restrictions with Covid-19, I didn’t get to attend her funeral. I decided to write her this letter to honor her and also deal with my own grief which, at the moment, is anger. Dear Amy, Wow, this is a hard letter to ...

Dear Dad, It’s been 15 years since I heard the news you passed away. My life has been forever changed, and I will miss you always. I wonder if you are looking down at me from wherever you are. If you are proud of me. I know I’m not and haven’t always been the best ...

To the man I love,   I remember staring off into the cotton candy sunset and thinking to myself “this world is ours.” Moving through a cosmological horizon without a clue of what lie in the distance. My hand had been on the stick shift. Your hand on mine. My smile, contagious Then one morning ...

Hello, my sister. I hope you are doing okay? It’s been a while since I have seen you. I just wanted to hear your voice! After all, it’s been two years’ now. Since I had to say goodbye, I am sorry I did not get the chance to be there by your side. I know I made ...

Hello Darling, Putting a pen to paper has always been a very cathartic and an extremely liberating experience for me. Something about it makes me feel calmer when my heart feels like it’s going to leap out of my rib cage and fly around the room. When I have those immortal fears and depressions that ...