|a bouquet of flowers i made for the kitchen table|
dear God: i love sunday's like this, i feel you sitting right beside me, and i know your there, thank you for your endless love.
dear husby: this weekend hasn't been the shiniest, but there are more to come, i love how much you love me, and i love you just as much.
dear body: please return to your normal state of being, i really miss the way you were before, healthy.
dear winter: don't you know you come after fall? getting an early start, are we?
dear mila: why don't you play with coon anymore? oh that's right, you grew up... #mybabysgrowingup : (