Dear Dora,

This spoke to something deep in me.

Not just a reflection, but a reckoning.

A reminder that silence isn’t always surrender, sometimes, it’s awareness.

That even in stillness, we are shaping history, through what we choose to remember, what we refuse to repeat, and the quiet truths we finally face.

Thank you for writing this, for holding up a mirror I couldn’t look away from.

Thank you Dora.

jacob