Slowly helps like a bosom friend who come close to absorb all the grief…
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Slowly helps like a bosom friend who come close to absorb all the grief…
Read moreAll of us have had different experiences that we grew on or made us question our existence.
Read moreI am ever so blessed for my Slowly penpals that have warmed my heart and stopped me from feeling alone.
Read moreOver time, the letters grew longer, more thoughtful, as we discovered shared passions for poetry, travel, and finding meaning in life’s little nuances.
Read moreYour letter may have been what that person is needing at that particular time…
Read moreI thought that I wouldn’t be able to make friends with her, because there was an age difference…
Read moreMy intuition told me it was him—my destined emotional confidant.
Read moreThree days after the two-year anniversary of our first letter, something incredible happened: we met in person.
Read moreOver the years, we have laughed together, celebrated each other’s victories and birthdays, cried together, supported each other, given each other advice, and hyped each other up to move on during hard times.
Read moreOn that day, neither of us knew that we would become such great friends.
Read moreFINALLY, someone who might understand my love for ridiculously long letters—the kind that could pass as a short novel.
Read moreShe was the first person who didn’t just tolerate me but genuinely wanted to listen.
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