A Letter to You, From Me

 Dear You,

 I wanted this post to be perfect. I wanted it to say exactly the right thing. But I’ve realized that this space—Letters from Marguerite—isn’t about perfection. It’s about presence. It’s about honesty. It’s about showing up with an open heart.

So, here I am.

My name is Marguerite. I’m a writer(or atleast i think i am), a woman navigating life one lesson at a time, a listener by nature, and a soul who finds comfort in quiet reflection. I love reading stories, organizing chaos, making sense of tangled emotions, and simply talking to people—not just about their dreams, but about their fears too.

This blog is born from my deep desire to connect through words—to write the way I talk to the people I care about, with truth, warmth, and no masks. Each post here will be a letter. Sometimes to you. Sometimes to the woman I used to be. Sometimes to the world I’m still trying to understand. But always real.

I created Letters from Marguerite because I believe that storytelling is healing. That naming things—pain, joy, confusion, hope—gives us power. I believe that many of us are carrying stories we’ve never told out loud. And I hope that by sharing mine, you’ll feel seen in yours.

Here, you can expect reflections on life—womanhood, motherhood, faith, healing, failure, forgiveness, love, and the quiet beauty of simply surviving some days. I’ll write about what it feels like to grow, to stumble, to rebuild, and to keep believing in something more, even when the world feels heavy.

This is a space for women who are trying. Trying to heal. Trying to grow. Trying to make peace with their past. Trying to speak kindly to themselves. Trying to love better, live fuller, and cry without shame. If that’s you, you are deeply welcome here.

So here’s to the beginning.
To the first of many letters.
To the small, brave act of showing up.

Thank you for reading. Thank you for being here. I’m so glad you found your way to this corner of the internet. I hope you come back often.

With love,
Marguerite