Dear member

I know it's been some time.

I've just returned to my temporary living space after spending a period in Mexico, trying to figure out what to do with my life. It's where Tommy took his final breath — and where his dreams and hopes came to rest.

I was there, remembering the joy we felt when we first moved in. The magic of the mountains, the beauty of the moment, and the shared dreams we carried. Much of that had faded over the years, but new dreams were born in their place.

Now, the place feels empty — filled only with traces of the life we shared. I miss it so deeply.

It has been a heartbreaking year, trying to live without Tommy by my side.

FuckForForest — our baby, the project we gave birth to, nurtured, and cared for over so many years — has now lost one of its most passionate souls. It's not easy to take on all the work alone and keep the project going.

I also needed a break — time to grieve, to be sad, to cry.

I hope now that I’ve gathered enough strength to face the world again. That I can dare to step back out there, hand out our FuckForForest flyer, and meet the smiles that it bring — or even the grumpy faces — with the courage to stand strong for this amazing project once more.

Best wishes, Leona