A Letter Before the Letters

Sometimes, the most comforting words aren’t the loud ones. They’re the quiet whispers we stumble upon when we least expect it—the ones that feel like they were written just for us.

That’s the heart behind Letters for the Quiet Heart.

This isn’t just a collection of words. It’s a companion for the moments when life feels a little heavier, when the world moves too fast, or when you can’t quite find the right way to explain what you’re feeling. Every letter inside is an offering—something you can carry with you on the days you need it most.

I’ve poured my own stillness, struggles, and small joys into these pages. These letters are for the dreamers, the overthinkers, the ones who love deeply and feel everything a little too much. They’re for you if you’ve ever wanted someone to say, “I understand.”

Letters for the Quiet Heart will be released on August 23, 2025.
Until then, I hope you’ll hold space for the idea that even in silence, words can find you… and heal you.

After all, sometimes the quietest letters say the loudest things. ✨




au revoir. 😊

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