30 Day Letter Challenge
Day 3 — Your parents
So I'm discovering that this really is a challenge. Writing letters is not as easy as it might seem.
Marm and Fajah,
I'm glad that I get the chance to live near you guys. You get to see your grandkids grow up, and I get to come visit. And occasionally I get can you guys to visit us, too. I'm happy that you don't hate each other, and that I didn't end up with two parents fighting and me in the middle.
You guys are very different. If you would have told me 10 years ago that you would turn out to live the lives you do now, I would have laughed. Sometimes I feel like you guys are the kids, and I'm the adult. I think you both got a chance to go back and do the things you feel like you missed out on earlier in life, which is good and bad. Dad, you get to ride a Harley and go camping and spend time with your friends. Mom, you get to go out and adventure, going to Leavenworth, Reno, out to dinner or a movie, with someone who shares your interests. All that stuff is fine, but you are different people than you used to be, that's for sure. You also both live life a little more dangerously than I ever thought you would.
Mom, I want you to take care of yourself so you will be there for me. I love spending time with you, and I wish I could do it more. Being at your house makes me happy. It feels like a home. I'm so thankful that we have a good relationship. I have a lot of friends who do not speak to their mothers. I'm lucky to have you for a mom. Henry loves you too...he has spent the past few weeks asking, "Go to Gramma's house? See Gramma and John?"
Dad...ditto, basically. I worry about you, and I want you to be around for me for as long as possible. I like spending time with you, we always have fun, but your house itself makes me feel bummed. That being said, I'm glad we can always talk, and that we get to go camping and thrifting and make good food together. Henry loves you, he asks to go to your house all the time. I think you have a special bond with him, and that makes me smile.
Mom and Dad, I love both of you guys so much. I am so, so lucky and thankful to have you guys close by and in my life. I wish we got to spend more time together. Mom, I wish you could come visit us more. Dad, I wish your house didn't drive my allergies crazy. I hope we can afford to make the drive down there more often to see you. Love you guys.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Day 2 — Your Crush
30 Day Letter Challenge
Day 2 — Your Crush
I think I'm a little beyond having a crush. I am 24, and the man who was my "crush" 8 years ago has now been my husband for nearly 6 years.
Jason, you are the world to me. You are a solid, unwavering fixture through everything life throws at me. You are the one constant, the person who I can always count on. You never let me down. I don't know what in the world has made you crazy enough to love me, but whatever it is, I hope they don't find a cure for it.
You are our two beautiful children are the reason I get out of bed every morning. I am so painfully lucky to have you guys in my life, and I am so thankful to have a partner that I can completely trust. I am never afraid for us as a couple. You have given me everything, and after nearly a decade of being together, I still enjoy looking over and seeing you there every morning.
You might be strange, you might irritate me, you might confuse me...but you will always belong with me. You are the missing piece to my puzzle. I love you dearly, and I always will. I want to be a lumpy, wrinkled old person rocking on the porch with you.
Love,
Your wife.
Day 2 — Your Crush
I think I'm a little beyond having a crush. I am 24, and the man who was my "crush" 8 years ago has now been my husband for nearly 6 years.
Jason, you are the world to me. You are a solid, unwavering fixture through everything life throws at me. You are the one constant, the person who I can always count on. You never let me down. I don't know what in the world has made you crazy enough to love me, but whatever it is, I hope they don't find a cure for it.
You are our two beautiful children are the reason I get out of bed every morning. I am so painfully lucky to have you guys in my life, and I am so thankful to have a partner that I can completely trust. I am never afraid for us as a couple. You have given me everything, and after nearly a decade of being together, I still enjoy looking over and seeing you there every morning.
You might be strange, you might irritate me, you might confuse me...but you will always belong with me. You are the missing piece to my puzzle. I love you dearly, and I always will. I want to be a lumpy, wrinkled old person rocking on the porch with you.
Love,
Your wife.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Day 1 — Your Best Friend
30 Day Letter Challenge
Day 1 — Your Best Friend
Being a military wife, it's hard to say someone is your "best friend". Friends come and go, and time and distance keep people apart. But I have to say that one friend that I still talk to, that I still love dearly, despite not having seen her in a year in a half, is Tory Dresser.
I remember sitting in my cubicle at work and nervously sending an email to you and Erika, under the guise of needing a pregnancy question answered, but really hoping that we could strike up a conversation and become friends. I remember being embarassed as you read my message and I heard you yell out, "Who is Bailee?"
The first time I went to your house, we sat and we ate and talked for hours. Something like 4 hours straight, without pauses or awkwardness. We clicked right away, and I felt almost instantly that I had known you forever. I left feeling hopeful that I would have a new friend.
We have similar lives, families, personalities, and values. We can talk with a candidness and honesty that no one else understands. Heck, our children were born only days apart. H and V are separated by two weeks. E and R, only 5 days. You are thousands of miles away, and I still think of you as family. You were a great friend when I lived near you, and you are now. It kills me to think that I can't just drive to your house, that I won't see you at work. That I don't know when I will see you again at all.
Watching your life turn upside down over the past few months has been very painful for me. I miss you so dearly, and I wish I could be there. I wish I could know your children. I wish I could bring you meals and visit you at the hospital. Actually, I wish I could make everything go away, and we could just go camping have dinners and laugh and watch our kids grow up together. You have been through so much, and still you make time to tell me that you miss me, and be a part of my life. I hope you know that I think of you all the time, and that I love you like a sister. No matter the time or distance, you are my friend, Tory.
Day 1 — Your Best Friend
Being a military wife, it's hard to say someone is your "best friend". Friends come and go, and time and distance keep people apart. But I have to say that one friend that I still talk to, that I still love dearly, despite not having seen her in a year in a half, is Tory Dresser.
I remember sitting in my cubicle at work and nervously sending an email to you and Erika, under the guise of needing a pregnancy question answered, but really hoping that we could strike up a conversation and become friends. I remember being embarassed as you read my message and I heard you yell out, "Who is Bailee?"
The first time I went to your house, we sat and we ate and talked for hours. Something like 4 hours straight, without pauses or awkwardness. We clicked right away, and I felt almost instantly that I had known you forever. I left feeling hopeful that I would have a new friend.
We have similar lives, families, personalities, and values. We can talk with a candidness and honesty that no one else understands. Heck, our children were born only days apart. H and V are separated by two weeks. E and R, only 5 days. You are thousands of miles away, and I still think of you as family. You were a great friend when I lived near you, and you are now. It kills me to think that I can't just drive to your house, that I won't see you at work. That I don't know when I will see you again at all.
Watching your life turn upside down over the past few months has been very painful for me. I miss you so dearly, and I wish I could be there. I wish I could know your children. I wish I could bring you meals and visit you at the hospital. Actually, I wish I could make everything go away, and we could just go camping have dinners and laugh and watch our kids grow up together. You have been through so much, and still you make time to tell me that you miss me, and be a part of my life. I hope you know that I think of you all the time, and that I love you like a sister. No matter the time or distance, you are my friend, Tory.
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