Every Friday we unite for five minutes to write on one word. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second-thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on dear.
Go.
Dear Anna,
I started this entire blog because I needed to find a way to express how you have given me a second chance at childhood.
I needed to find the good in this world again, and I found it the day you found us.
Dear Cole,
Have I ever told you that you completed a puzzle we didn't realize was missing a piece?
You allowed my heart to grow to twice its size.
Dear Cory,
I found so much more than a husband when I met you.
I found my partner, my rock.
The one person I want to wake up next to, hold hands with...
forever.
Dear Anna,
You started parenthood.
Dear Cole,
You define little.
Dear Cory,
You give me hope.
Dear Anna,
You have a gorgeous heart and I am inspired by your mind.
Dear Cole,
I love your words.
Dear Cory,
Thank you.
Dear Anna,
I carry your heart.
Dear Cole,
I eat you up I love you so.
Dear Cory,
Olive juice.
Dear family of mine,
Thank you.
I don't say it enough, but I thank you.
Thank you for your patience and thank you for your love.
Thank you for your hugs and smooches,
thank you for humoring all the traditions I throw at us.
Thank you for finding each other and thank you for always holding on.
Dear family of mine,
you fill me full.
Stop.
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