A Thousand Tomorrows

Some stories aren’t meant to be told. They are meant to be lived — in hurried breaths, in stolen glances, in the quiet spaces between words. But sometimes, if you’re lucky, those moments become too beautiful, too fragile, to keep locked away.

This is the story of one summer, and yet it’s also the story of a lifetime. It’s about the people who walk into our lives and leave footprints deep enough that even the tide of years can’t wash them away.

I met Clara when the world still felt endless, when tomorrow was just a promise we never doubted. She taught me that love doesn’t measure itself in years, but in the weight of the moments we’re given — the laughter on rainy afternoons, the courage to dream, the tenderness of holding someone’s hand when the world grows quiet.

A Thousand Tomorrows is my attempt to hold on to her, to us, and to that summer when time both raced forward and stood still. I wrote it for anyone who has loved someone with the kind of love that doesn’t end — even when the days do.

If you’ve ever had a thousand tomorrows, all in one fleeting season, then you already know: this isn’t just a story. It’s a reminder.