Dear Mom and Dad,
I love you. You gave me everything. Every thing I should never take for granted. Granted, you were right often.
Dear Brother and Sister.
I love you. You drove me crazy. Crazy seems to be a matter of perspective. Perspective to appreciate you now.
I love you. You provide me with home and hearth. Hearth that we need to stoke from time to time. Time–let’s make some.
Dear Son 1,
I love you. You inspire me to be patient with people. People who have free will to please. Please give us a chance.
Dear Son 2,
I love you. You teach me how to cope with adversity by using humor. Humor will help you to cope with those who don’t. Don’t be a d*ck.
I am taking part in The Write Tribe Festival of Words #6. #writebravely #writetribe #festivalofwords
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