Letters to Sarah

by Meredith Walters
Dear Sarah:
It seems weird to miss you more now than I did before when you were in Syria. Either way, you’re not by my side, but now you seem so much farther than you did before. At least before if I wanted to hear your wise words and kind laugh, feel your support [...]

by Nora Shourd
Hand and pen on paper. Today I’m looking at a picture of you in Damascus up on the hill to the cain and Abel Mosque.
M___ came by yesterday and sneaked a bunch of money to me that people have collected; I don’t know who. Acceptance of help from others…that’s been new for me.
Picked [...]

by Deanna Tibbs
I met Sarah through friends and we began trading massage. I am a professional massage therapist and am fairly picky about who I will trade with. Sarah’s modality is different than mine (Tui Na vs. Deep Tissue), but I feel that one can benefit from any modality when done well. I also believe [...]

by Nora Shourd
Slept a long time last noche. No dreams. Want to dream you home on a wooden boat over smooth water with a gaudy umbrella, you and your fella. Monday will be one month…we wait to hear your voices now to know you’re alright. We know so little and you, in turn, know nothing. [...]

by Nora Shourd
I chose a favorite picture of you today, these change.  I have so many but my favorite-favorites are ones where you’re looking straight at me with that straight-in-the-eye look that lets me feel like you’re close.
In the last days we did the TV shows: Today Show, Good Morning America, CNN, NPR, and The [...]

by Nora Shourd
Lost my bearings today, lost my way. Cindy is doing her energy work and I am doing my connecting with them, especially nightly; but last night I felt like I couldn’t hear, couldn’t reach her.
Today the world sounds chatty. Even the soft voices are chatter today. Well’s run dry, the jury’s way out. [...]