I've found and added another of my poems from ago. I will continue to update as my old works come in and I'll begin writing poems again this weekend.
Kelly asked me if I felt badly, having written almost every day those many years ago, never keeping copies of my work. I told her how I felt at the time. Those poems and short stories were gifts. They were meant for others and for specific purposes.
These few have come back. More will come in. I will continue writing about love and loss and fear and hope. What else could bring me more joy?