Meeting Me In Between

1.2 LETTER

Letter from Evelyn

Date: Wednesday, 3 April 2024

To the one my heart leans toward…

I don’t know if I’ll ever be brave enough to send this.

But tonight, under the hush of stars and the hum of city lights, I felt something stir in me—something gentle and true. So I’m writing, even if only for myself.

I’ve never really thought about how death might find me.

If it does, I imagine it would come quietly. Not cruel, not loud—just soft. Like a blanket that’s cold but strangely comforting. Maybe the light would be too bright to face, so I’d close my eyes and let it dance behind them. Maybe it would press gently on my chest, not to take anything away, but to remind me of everything I’ve ever loved.

I think my heart would glow a little.

And my mind would let go, memory by memory, like pages fluttering in the wind.

But I’m not afraid.

Not at all.

Because if love has filled my days, then peace will meet me at the end.

And if you’re there—if your hand is the last thing I feel, if your voice is the last thing I hear—then I’ll go smiling. I’ll go knowing I was loved in the sweetest way.

You make life feel like poetry.

And if this letter never reaches you, that’s okay. It still holds truth. It still holds me.

With all the softness I have,

Evelyn