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One day I will be able to say to my Little Ones: “This is how your Mommy came...
via weheartit.com We sat in over-sized Alice chairs admiring the spouts of our teapots, appropriately short and stout, as they poured a sweet elixir into the bottom of our antique cups. We clinked our...
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Nine Months Later… No, I did not birth a baby but I did write 368 love...
So the last time I gave an update on the love letters the Christmas bells were swinging and we were hanging mistletoe… I think it’s about time I filled you in on the last nine months. ***This is...
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The world called…. it needs your love letters.
via weheartit.com I decided to stop writing love letters on a Monday and a reporter from the Wall Street Journal called me on Tuesday to talk about… you guessed it: Love Letters. That’s how it always...
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One year ago today: 365 days and 550 love letters later…
One year ago today, life snuck up from behind me, handed me a black Sharpie, and announced to me that she was going to change forever. Right in Front of My Eyes. “Here, here, take this,” Life said,...
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The Forgotten Fairy Tale of Should’ve, Could’ve & Would’ve
Like any normal child, I started writing letters to my One Day, Some Day daughter when I was 11-years-old. I’ve been writing her into the margins of my diaries for eleven years now in hopes that one...
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Meet Hannah: She needs your love letter today.
It’s been tough to write here lately. If I am being honest, I work a good ten hours a day and all I am left with, when I reach the keys, is speechlessness. Over all of you and what you’ve done with...
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Littlest Lullaby, you go ahead and name it when you’re ready.
Self love is a concept more tangled to me than the mess of Christmas lights now harbored up in my attic for another 300 or so days. I’ve struggled with it. A lot. And every time another letter request...
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In Lieu of Birthday Cards…
I’ve given up my birthday. Ditching the cake. Swapping the candles & nursing no desire for a single card. Don’t you mail me… I repeat: Don’t You Mail Me. Birthdays are nice. Sure. And 24 is...
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In wake of tragedy: this is my wordless love letter.
The news of the tragic shootings in Colorado barreled over me this morning. Leaving me wordless. Feeling a bit afraid. Wondering how love might block out all this fear. My only response was a love...
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You were made for mighty things.
You were made for mighty things. You. Yes, you with your fingers curled around the computer mouse. Your sleepy eyes hooked to the glow of the screen. You, with the tired limbs & the half-faking-it...
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Learning to be the cool, vulnerable chick in the corner.
I want to remember everything about this time. The details. The silver linings. The gooey middles. The intricacies that hold in these once-in-a-lifetime opportunities. And how these once-in-a-lifetime...
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