“Our love is a book that has been written for centuries, out of our control, and yet we get to revise it, add to it every day. We are the lucky ones. We found each other, and early at that. So don’t worry, my love, about loving me a certain amount. You are teaching me how to love and it feels a lot like learning to walk again on stiff, underused legs. But I’m learning and I’m running to you.”

-Anais Escobar