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Letters to Cullen

Tears in Grand Central

Tears in Grand Central

Dear Cullen, Today was the first day officially back in the office in the City. The brutally long commute, the train, the battle with tourists in Times Square. I knew immediately when I boarded the train that it would be rough. I thought of when we used to text each other in the morning to say have a great day, I love you, can't wait to see you tonight, and my heart broke for the thousandth time. But I held in the tears as best I could. The first crying spell came at noon, when I saw someone from my team who hugged...

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Thirty Days Later

Thirty Days Later

Dear Cullen, I can't believe it's been one month since the car accident, when I lost you forever: my husband, my best friend, my person. I miss you every day, every hour, every second. I have been trying to keep myself busy as so many people recommend, to try to "deal with" my grief. Truthfully, every little thing I do reminds me of you, so I'm not sure it's helping. The manual labor and working out helps I suppose (the endorphins?), and my brain is focused partially on something else other than the huge void in my life that I blame on...

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