Welcome to Letters from Sunday
Welcome to Letters from Sunday
Where words linger and stories unfold.
Here, between the hush of shadows and the glow of becoming, you’ll find reflections, revelations, and the quiet strength of survival.
Step into the world of Ophélia Sundaé, where every story is a love letter to life’s in-betweens.
Join the journey.
Ophélia Sundaé writes stories that linger between light and shadow, weaving tales of survival and identity....Read More
Curiosity looks good on you.
If you’ve wandered this far, maybe it’s time we exchange a few words.
In Everything Didn’t Fall Apart, It Fell Into Place, Sunday Sundaé reimagines heartbreak as holy ground.
Through poetic fragments, soul-quiet confessions, and the divine humor of friendship, she stitches a narrative of womanhood, grief, healing, and the sacred art of finally choosing yourself.
For anyone who has ever called the wrong place home or mistook survival for love—this is for you.
They thought you were falling apart.
But you were just falling through.
To where the light lives.
Everything Didn’t Fall Apart, It Fell Into Place
by Sunday Sundaé
I thought love would save me.
If I could just shine softer, need less, hold on tighter…
maybe then I’d be enough.
But this isn’t a story about being saved.
This is the unraveling.
The voice memos I never sent.
The poems I wrote to keep from disappearing.
The text threads, journal pages, and whispered prayers
that slowly carried me back to myself.
It wasn’t perfect.
But it was honest.
And sometimes, that’s the only kind of healing that lasts.
Everything didn’t fall apart.
It fell into place.