This whole site is one long letter to the people I love — but a letter shouldn’t travel in only one direction. If an entry stirred a memory of your own, if you carry a story about our family that I’ve never written down, or if there’s something you want the grandchildren to know someday, this is the place to leave it.
Don’t polish it. Tell it the way you’d tell it at the kitchen table, with the fire going. Half-remembered is fine — half-remembered together becomes whole.
What you write here is kept privately for the family — nothing is published on the site. I read every one.