Puzzling Conversations
I reached out to folks who knew me and Lily, piece by piece, constructing the puzzle that had eluded me.
Chatting with people we shared in common, small bits of history came to light. Like patching together an old quilt, each snippet added to the picture I was forming, sketching a clearer map of what we shared, unearthing truths that we had kept buried.
Every piece pointed back to a connection I couldn’t quite understand fully yet.