Before you walk through the garden
This garden belongs to you.
This is not a collection of perfect words, and it is not something I made to make you forget the moments when I have hurt you. It is a promise that I want to love you more thoughtfully and consistently, even while distance separates us.
Some flowers carry love, some carry hope, and one carries my prayer for healing. You never have to open everything at once. Return whenever your heart needs it.