Love letters: Hamish

by Bonnie Pockley

There are these moments that would otherwise be forgotten. They are not the typical stories: the engagement, the children, how we met. They are the quieter things, the less obvious beauty in all that you’ve done for me, all the little things you’ve said. And of these there are plenty – too many to name but a few we must never let slip away…particularly that one day, very early on, when you had a conversation with my soul.

‘What did you say?’ I asked but you wouldn’t tell me.

Instead you smiled. Bold and brave.

‘It’s a secret. Some things are sacred. But I hope it heard me. I think it did.’

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