Easter has already passed, I know. But some messages are better late than never, and if you’re here reading this, maybe it’s because you get that too.

I didn’t want to let the weekend slip by without saying something, even if it’s simple. Whether you celebrated Easter or just took the long weekend to rest, I hope you found something soft in it, a quiet moment, a new thought, or maybe just a good book and some space to breathe.

I always think of Easter as this quiet kind of hope, not the loud, dramatic kind, but the slow return of warmth after a long stretch of grey. And maybe that’s enough. Maybe that’s more than enough.

So here’s your late little note, from me to you, thank you for being here, for reading, for floating alongside my stories. There’s more to come.

With love,

 Serafina D. Blackwood

for my unquiet darlings