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Heather shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 2 weeks agoJust Us Three
HeatherLet’s go back to those nights of walking the neighborhood.
Of riding our bikes thru that same neighborhood bypassing the “scary” street.
Let’s go back to sitting in front of the TV playing video games til the sun comes up.
Go back to the days of driving around feeling like grown adults.
Let’s go back to those day trips that consist of music blaring thru the speakers. Our voices singing as loud as they can.
Go back to the nights of just us girls & the open road which led us to the unknown.
Let’s go back to those nights in our 20s of just dancing the night away with no cares in the world.
With the only thought of “will it be mimis or dennys” after the night is done.
Let’s go back to girls night in.
Banging drums. Tapping the microphone. & strumming the guitar.
Can we go back and just live for the moment?
For the simplicity.
For the joy.
Can we go back & just enjoy being present?
No rush for the next task.
No responsibilities that will consume our time.
Can we go back & just be?
Let’s go back & see.
Just us three.
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AmbitiousBMarie shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 1 months, 2 weeks agoMy Letter 2 Music
AmbitiousBMarieDear Music,
You have been my first love, my most loyal companion, and my greatest storyteller. Before I even knew how to express myself fully, you spoke for me. You carried my joy, my pain, my anger, and my healing in melodies, in beats, in lyrics that felt like they were written just for me.
When the world felt too loud, you gave me rhythm. When silence was too heavy, you filled it with sound. You have never judged me for how I felt-you simply embraced me, wrapped me in harmonies, and let me be.
You have been my bridge to places I have never been, to people I have never met. You break barriers, crossing languages and cultures, bringing souls together in a way nothing else can. Through you, strangers have become family, and stories have been passed down like sacred traditions.
Whether I was dancing in joy, drowning in sorrow, or standing in quiet reflection, you have always been there. Guiding me. Holding me. Reminding me that I am not alone.
Thank you for your presence in every stage of my life. For being my escape, my therapy, my celebration. Thank you for giving me the courage to tell my own stories. I will always love you. I will always need you.Forever Yours,
AmbitiousBMarie
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Music has a way of helping us through our struggles like nothing else can, whether we realize it or not. If I am feeling broken and I listen to a specific song, sometimes it has the power to give me the strength to repair myself. If my heart is aching, a few ballads help me remember that I am not alone. I am glad that music has such an impact on…read more
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Music is made from storytellers and poets like us. And it’s always great to appreciate it.
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Sam Harty shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 2 months agoOcean
Sam HartyI am a glass of water
she sees right through me
yet nothing to her is
crystal clear.
I thought she knew me
but all my depths are
shallow to her, I fear.I drown
in my own feelings
gasping her name,
but she cannot hear
that it’s her
I’m calling out for
all the same.I ache from words
forced to stay unspoken
until the space between us
spans out of our control,
until who we were is lost
between the gaps and gasps
of feelings she was too
naive to see and I was
too afraid to speak of.What will it take
to make her see me?
to make her feel my love?
to finally become her ocean?
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Sam, this is a heartbreaking poem. Unrequited love is one of the hardest things for a heart to endure, and I’ve been there before. When we feel so strongly about someone else, how is it possible that they feel nothing more than friendship for us? Even if she never feels your love, I hope that you know your worth! Thank you for sharing.
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Ava Lawrey shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 4 months agoa journal on familial bonds
ava lawreydec 11
a journal on familial bonds.
the oddities in which the preservation of familial bonds has brought is an interesting notion worth unpacking. I keep one pillow sheet on a pillow here, and one there. as the matching florals bring comfort to both homes I go to. I use the locker in the gym of my father’s favorite number, as the unification of father and daughter presents itself in strange ways. but I somehow feel closer knowing my stuff is protected by him despite the distance. 3:33 is my favorite time to present each day as my mom and I share that in common, and I’m under the belief it keeps us closer. every store I go into, I’m on the lookout for new hello kitty themed items, as my sister recently took on the fascination for the cartoon that made an impact on a portion of my childhood too. as she grows older, our age gap seems to close, as if to be an illusion, as we begin to look more alike. I love that we carry each other with us every day.I spend the days looking for ways to feel closer to my family, even though our distance keeps me humble.
growing up, I loved sitting in the kitchen with my dad as he would cook dinner. I learned a lot during those times. funny enough, my favorite thing I learned to cook from him was his scrambled eggs in the bowl passed down from my grandma. it’s the scrambled egg bowl. one day I’ll buy a bowl just to scramble my eggs in, but for now I’ll reminisce on that bowl knowing my eggs will never scramble as well as they do inside that bowl. he also taught me the importance of the preparation the night before. for anything, but specifically, he loves to prepare his coffee the night before for an easier wake up. I think a warm cup of coffee ready to go is a good reason to get out of bed in the morning, too.
I go through days holding onto random parts of the things that remind me of family, of the love we hold. for familial love is not one easy to replicate. and I don’t bother to replicate it, I spend my time attempting its infiltration into my daily life. to bring the love with me.
I am a mosaic of the people I love. pieces of them make up me and falter a greater sense of who I am. as I am only me because those who brought me here.
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This was so beautiful and heartwarming to read. Family bond is so important especially nowadays as times get tougher! I’m so happy for you that you still experience family traditional history and still hold a tight bond with your family!
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thank you<3 this year i have been craving as much family time as possible. i couldn't wait to move out on my own and it's so bittersweet
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taysleatherlace shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 4 months ago#What's Your Love Story/ Part 1
Taylor VanceDear Unsealer’s,
# What’s your love story
part 1Originally Recorded February 2020 By: Taylor Vance
Our love Story began over a year ago at a point in my life when I thought my ability to love someone else was gone. Being a widow with two children was what I believed the rest of my life would always be not ever knowing or sharing true love again. This love came on blind, unexpected & pure. Not out of pity & without judgement which brought light back into my life. He gave me the opportunity to see and experience things I only dreamed of, but thought I would never do. Him well he was a Gypsy roaming wild and free, me well I was the pioneer never to venture too far away from home or family. He was excited to show & share his ways & worldly experiences with me mostly, more than he even knew he reminded me to LIVE & LOVE life again. I am very thankful GOD sent me a good man with only good intentions for myself and my children. I found this quote that resonates with me how I feel our relationship came to be & is the base of which we began on January 5,2019.“Maybe she needed HIM to show her how to LIVE and Maybe he needed HER to show him how to LOVE”
ONE YEAR DOWN, FOREVER TO GO
love Taylor 2-2020
Taylor & Shane 2019NOT THE END, INSTEAD TO BE CONTINUED…….
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So beautiful Taylor! I’m so happy you have found someone who accepts you for who you are and you were able to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I love the picture of you two also. So beautiful. Love can be a beautiful thing. I’m still learning as a young mother so thank you for sharing your peace and giving others hope!
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beyondbarriers shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 4 months, 1 weeks agoA Journey of Hope and Adoption
Beyond Barriers by RachelThe story begins with an ordinary day, a simple act of showing up. I walked into a speech therapy session, my mind preoccupied with the familiar routine. But that day, the routine was interrupted.
A beautiful foster mom sat in the foyer of her warm, life-filled home. Her children ran and played nearby, their laughter filling the room. As I stepped in, I was welcomed into their family’s village, embraced by their kindness and warmth. As I settled in, she asked a question that would change the course of our lives forever:
“Do you know anyone that might be able to adopt?”
It felt like time stopped. The words echoed in my heart, touching a place I hadn’t dared to let hope visit for years. It was as if a seed of possibility was being planted. Little did I know, the answer to her question would become the answer to a prayer written years before, tucked away in my husband’s gratitude journal since 2016. Yet, this happened on November 17, 2020.
Four years earlier, he had written, “Lord, if it’s Your will, bring forth a son.” I had no idea he’d written that prayer—not just once, but on every single page of his gratitude journal. And unbeknownst to him, he didn’t know how many nights I had spent crying out to God, aching for the child we had yet to hold.
The journey began quietly, like the unfolding of a miracle too big to see all at once. Over the next nine months, we walked a path full of hope, paperwork, and prayer, not realizing how beautifully orchestrated it all was. The moment finally came on a day already heavy with meaning—a day tied to both sorrow and healing.
It was a due date I had carried in my heart for years, tied to a miscarriage that had once left me shattered. But it was also the very same day we stood before a judge, holding hands, and became the parents of the most beautiful boy—our son.
God had taken the broken pieces of my story and made something beautiful. What once was a date of mourning became a day of indescribable joy. He had turned my sorrow into joy in a way I never imagined possible.
Fifteen years of tears fell in that virtual courtroom, but they were no longer tears of grief. They were tears of gratitude, awe, and love for the child we were finally able to call our own.
For anyone who knows the void of infertility, who feels the ache of unfulfilled longing, I want you to know this: your story isn’t over. There is still hope. The journey may not look the way you imagined, and it may take longer than your heart feels it can bear, but miracles have a way of finding us when we least expect them.
Sometimes, they come through a foster family asking a question. Sometimes, they come through a prayer written quietly in a journal. And sometimes, they come on the very day you thought joy was impossible.
Hold on. There is still hope. YOUR STORY IS NOT OVER!
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“If the deepest pain you’ve experienced was meant to prepare you for a purpose greater than you imagined, how might that change the way you view your journey?”
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This really warmed my heart. I am so happy that you and your husband could find happiness gain the beautiful blessing that your husband has preached for. Your son is so blessed to have come across great parents who prayed for this moment. Thank you for sharing your challenges and how you over conquered the tribulations. This is such an inspiring…read more
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Anita Williams shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 4 months, 2 weeks agoTo Myself, With Gratitude
Anita A WilliamsThank you for seeing the light in others,
Even when they only cast shadows over you.
For holding onto love, despite the cracks,
For believing in its power, even when it broke you.Thank you for cherishing beauty in the world,
Even when the mirror refused to reflect it back.
For still standing, still breathing, still hoping,
When life handed you reasons to fall apart.Thank you for rising from every tumble,
For trusting in the divine process of growth.
For embracing the seasons of solitude,
Letting transformation carve your soul anew.Thank you for choosing to love yourself,
For recognizing the strength in your heart.
For seeing the brilliance within your spirit,
And refusing to mirror the hurt you’ve endured.You are the masterpiece shaped by storms,
A testament of resilience and grace.
I thank you, dear self, for never giving up,
For holding onto faith, love, and your radiant place.
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Tara Sharpe shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 7 months agoMr. Rogers
Tara SharpeMr. Rogers,
I wanted to tell you thank you for everything. Thank you for encouraging me to continue writing. Thank you for giving me a safe place to crash when things were chaotic in my life. Thank you for introducing me to your family and friends. But, most of all thank you for just being you.
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 7 months, 3 weeks agoA Poem from My Wife's Perspective
Matty & Caitlin JablonskyIf “Love is patient”
and “Love is kind”,
then why do I feel
like I’m losing my mind?It’s not easy to be patient,
when your family is all around.
It’s also hard to be kind,
Or, at least, that’s what I have found.My mother’s mind wanders,
she never stays on task.
When it comes to what she’s doing,
I always have to ask!“Where are you going now?”
“How long will it take?”
“Do you have to do that right away?”
“You’re going to make us late!”Granny’s got a mouth,
and she runs it every day.
When it comes to me and Mom,
she’s always got something to say!“Go brush your hair,
it looks like a wig!”
“Oh, you’re getting seconds?
Your belly’s getting big!”Snapping back is in my nature,
sometimes I want to fight!
But I love them both so much,
so, on my tongue, I bite.I give myself some time,
to process what I heard.
I remember who I’m talking to,
before I speak a word.Mom might drive me crazy,
but she brought me in this world.
I know I gave her a hard time,
when I was just a girl.Granny doesn’t mean to hurt us,
when her words come out so sharp.
She just doesn’t have a filter,
but she does have a heart.We’re all a little crazy,
we’re each a little nuts.
But at the end of the day,
that’s what makes us “US”!So it may not be easy
to be patient and kind,
but I’ll put in the extra work
for this family of mine.-Caitlin Jablonsky
“I wrote this poem from my wife’s perspective about her relationship with her mother and grandmother.”
-Matty Jablonsky
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This is great, and very relatable.
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This is absolutely adorable! I would love to know how my husband would describe my relationship with family members. It shows the depth of the love you have for her that you are able to write a poem that would likely reflect her own thoughts. Thank you for sharing!
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Darnel LaFrance shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 10 months agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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Sherry Noble shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 10 months, 1 weeks agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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Jessica Ortega shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 10 months, 3 weeks agoMy sunshine in the rain
I remember someone once asked me “if there’s any place you can be, where you are peaceful, where would it be?” My answer was simple, somewhere by the water, on the swings, looking over the horizon. But unfortunately, life changed drastically for me, I had turned around for just a moment and felt a shot at my heart. The worst part when I turned back to see who had shot me, I didn’t think it would be in the hands of someone I trusted the most. Oh how I could feel the kiss of betrayal as I cried a river so deep, I drowned in it. The colors had slowly vanished, my head was in the clouds, and it was as if I was walking upside down. But as I shook my head in confusion, and sorrow, I saw a glimpse of her, my girl, my true friend. I had made my way so high up in the clouds, I was looking at her from Saturn, as she stood on Earth, and she waved at me and smiled. She looked at me as if all the flaws that were drowning me, were actually perfect, as if I wasn’t all the negative thoughts in my head, or any of my fears. She called to me, like my favorite song I will always remember, and as she did, I made my way back down. I passed the milky way, the stars, even a place with no name, and at last I met her again, back down on Earth. She reached out her hand, wiped my tears, and she simply said, “baby don’t cry ” just like that, I melted. I held onto her like she was my only religion, the longer I held onto her, the more my pain, fears, trauma, betrayal, all left my body. She always knew how to bring me back down to Earth, and it was the only reason I was able to get through the hard times. I also suffer greatly from bipolar, and dissociative personality disorder, so during traumatizing events like this, it makes it hard to differentiate the lines between reality and fantasies. I was worried I would lose my grip on reality, that my mind would slip and never come back. I was starting to think my dreams were real, and what was real was just a dream, I wasn’t sure if I would ever be the same again. I fell to my knees and sat in silence, no music, no screaming, no tears, none of the old habits I usually go to when I need to numb the pain. I hadn’t realized how much time had passed, I thought it had only been 10 minutes as I tried to process all my emotions and thoughts. As I was getting more and more lost into the dark hole, I heard my phone ding. There it was, a message from my girl came in, and at the same time I saw that two whole hours had actually passed in this silence. But I finally looked at my phone, and I saw how joyful she was, as she told me “that’s why I’m happy I know you!” with little hearts. It meant a lot to me because I knew she wasn’t saying it out of pity with all that I was going through, but because she genuinely felt this way. I felt my heart finally thaw, from icicles to newfound warmth, finally put on some music and continued my day with happiness and love. I was so grateful that she came in when she did, and took me out of the dark space just by being herself and showing me love. She actually did this for me multiple times, and doesn’t realize it. Each time I fell, cried, and grieved, she was there, loving me when I couldn’t love myself. She was my eternal sunshine, while I was a dark gray cloud. In her presence, none of the heart ache, grief, and anger existed within me. It was as if my inner child was smiling and healing, all within her arms, and that is when I knew I loved her deeply. I loved her as deeply as the sea, so much so, even the Gods would envy that mortals can love and be loved this much. On the lonely cold nights, I hear her voice, and remember how her arms feel around me, it helps me sleep, it always brings me peace. I keep her love with me like a locket, it keeps me warm, it reminds me love and kindness exists when the world feels heavy. I truly do thank God for putting her in my path, I believe it is the kindest thing God could have ever done for me. I hope everyone who has carried grief, and pain so heavy gets to experience a love and light so kind, so warm, it brings peace in a world that tends to choose war. I never thought I myself would experience someone so kind, loving, interesting, and caring like this. The way she handled my heart, my tears, my anger, has always been so gentle. So gentle that my eyes water whenever I think of her, and her love. She is my safe space, my peace of mind, my sunshine when I feel like it keeps raining, and I even worry that it will never stop raining. Yet she always reminds me that there is hope, there is love, especially between us, and it created a connection that could never die. I believe our connection is so deep, I would look for my sunshine in the afterlife, and in the next life too… If I am to be reborn, the moment I start seeking love again, my soul will search for hers. Because knowing her makes life bliss, that I know during the hard times, she will remind me that the sun will always shine again.
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Hannah G. shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 10 months, 3 weeks agoMy Sweet Friend Jennifer
Hannah G.My dear sweet friend Jen,
I do not remember the details of how we met, however I know we met in college. In a small college which only yields a handful of theology majors each year we were bound to meet. I imagine we met in class and when deciding where I wanted to sit I decided to sit next to the girl with the curly brownish-blonde hair and the kind face. From there the rest was history and we became friends very quickly. You became like a sister to me. When I graduated college we still kept in touch and would occasionally meet for our Panera dates. We bonded over books and boys. Those were great but I missed seeing you on a regular basis, that’s why I was overjoyed when you got the job for the Diocese as it meant that we would see each other every day. Working with you was a blast. I would stop by your office each day and we would talk about every little thing that came to our minds. We joined the events committee together and were voted to be the chair and co-chair. We complimented each other in leadership. This past year you left your job at the Diocese for a new adventure. But our friendship has remained steady and strong.
I don’t know if you’re familiar with the Tik Tok Who’s Your Color Person trend that’s going around where people are classifying different colors to correlate with different characteristics. But you my dear are my blue. “A blue person is known for the comfort and peace that they bring. They are a big part of [your] support system and will never leave you (Krol).” When I was thinking of who would be part of my support system as I started trauma therapy your name immediately came to mind. When I told you about my mental health challenges you were surprised but you were also understanding and so gentle and kind to me. You made me feel seen, heard, and supported and I really appreciate that. Your calm and gentle nature helps me to regulate my dysregulated nervous system. I trust you and I feel I can be authentically myself around you. I can be vulnerable with you and am sure it will be met with kindness and love. You inspire me every day even if we are apart and even if you do not know it.
It has been a pleasure to watch you grow into the woman you are becoming. Your faith is unwavering and always on display which is so beautiful to see. I have watched you pursue your dreams in countless ways, and in the past year or so I have watched you fall in love with the love of your life. I am so excited for all that lies ahead for you. I can’t wait to watch you marry the love of your life this summer. I know I will be beaming with pride and with love for you that day. And I know that one day you will stand beside me as my bridesmaid and do the same for me.
Thank you for being my friend. I love you beyond what words can express.
Your friend till the end,
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Darnel LaFrance shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 1 years agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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Kayla Dior shared a letter in the
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Abigail Stopka shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 1 years, 3 months agoA Cosmic Love
Abigail J. StopkaIn the cosmic dance of chance and fate,
A story unfolds, a love so great.
A Spectrum of colors, a call in the night,
Where fate intervened, two worlds took flight.In the realm of pixels and data streams,
A Spectrum call center, where reality gleams.
As a troubleshooter, I entered the scene,
Little did I know, fate was foreseen.In the sunshine state, where palm trees sway,
Florida’s warmth met Ohio’s gray.
A sweet voice on my line,
A connection so divine.Fate had more in its grand design.
Little did I know, she’d soon be mine,
She insisted on more, a number to exchange,
Feeding into destiny’s range.Two and a half years, our connection grew,
Before I gave into her irresistible pursuit.
A realization of self-discovery, coming to light,
As I embraced the truth of my own unique sight.In the closet’s shadow, I found my way,
Guided by fate’s hand, in the light of day.
Coming out, my thoughts unfurled,
She stood by my side, as I reshaped my world.Long-distance whispers across state lines,
A love so deep, like vintage wines.
Florida to Ohio, miles and miles apart,
Yet, she captured my soul and entered my heart.Through video calls and messages, love took its place,
A connection so strong, no distance can erase.
Her laughter echoed through a virtual space,
Serenading me in a symphony of love and unspoken grace.In her, I found a safe harbor, a haven of peace,
Long-distance love, a sweet release.
She, a lighthouse, guiding me through,
In the vast ocean of love, our connection grew.Miles may stretch, but love knows no bounds,
With the help of fate, our story resounds.
A love that bridges the space and time,
A testament to fate, beautifully sublime.Here’s to the place where it all began,
Our fate smiled, as it crafted our unique plan.
In the Spectrum of love, we found our place,
A love story written by destiny’s grace.
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Abigail your poetic words beautifully capture the journey of love and fate that brought you and your partner together. As your connection grew over two and a half years, fate continued to play its part. And through it all, your partner stood by your side, supporting you as you reshaped your world. Despite the miles that stretched between you, love…read more
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Abigail! This is so beautiful and sweet and romantic. Also, last lived in Ohio and I know live in Florida! But this is so well written. I am going to highlight this piece in our member spotlight today in our newsletter. <4 Lauren
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Thank you so much! I truly appreciate you – I have so much fun writing these!
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gorilladna shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 1 years, 5 months agoHow DO HEARTS SPEAK?
Ricardo AlbertorioA kiss is the way that hearts can connect
Through lips that are tender, soft, and knowing
The feeling of love is warm, gentle, and glowing
When loving lips meet, the hearts feel the effect
❤️
Hold the embrace and never let go
Time stops for the kiss so hearts can then speak
They whisper sweet words that are caring and meek
Their language is subtle and spoken just so
❤️❤️
What they say is a secret transmitted in code
They plan for the future and forgetting the past
Hearts speak of a mystery that will linger and last
The lips move that message in a soft, silent mode
❤️❤️❤️
When the spoken “I love you” is not quite sufficient
It’s time for the hearts to speak once again
And send their sweet poems through pathways that bend
Back through our lips in a way so efficient
❤️❤️❤️❤️
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I love this! I read something today on a cup of coffee that said “Life is too short to kiss on the cheek.” This reminded me of that quote 🙂 <3 Lauren
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Thank you, Lauren…it’s one of my favorites I’ve written. I was trying to figure out why kissing your loved one is so important as compared to simply saying the repetitive and tired “I love you”. You can’t lie with a kiss 😉
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Hannah G. shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 1 years, 9 months agoTo my beautiful mom
Hannah G.Dear Mom,
Words can’t describe how grateful I am to have you as my mom. Growing up you gave me a great childhood. You made sure I had everything I needed to succeed. You have always been so involved in my life, encouraging me in my hobbies and passions, believing in the beauty of my dreams and advocating for me in my challenges. You are my biggest fan, my advocate, and my first love. Throughout the years you have shown me what fierce, true, and sacrificial love looks like. You have made countless sacrifices for the well-being of our family. You are truly selfless and have the biggest heart of gold. I hope that someday I will become an exceptional mother—just like you.
When I was in 5th grade you found an art class 20 minutes away from where we lived and you encouraged me to join. It didn’t matter to you that you had to drive 20 minutes there, wait till the class was over and then pick me up and drive 20 minutes home. When I was having trouble in math you sat with me and explained it to me to the best of your ability. You collaborated with my teachers so that I could succeed. And when one of my teachers wouldn’t give me the accommodations I needed you advocated for me. When I was upset because teachers were calling me “the evil one” you went to talk to them for me. You are always taking care of everyone—with kindness, gentleness, positivity, and compassion.
Now that I am older we have the deepest conversations. I learn so much from you. Your presence and involvement in my life is one of the greatest gifts. Even though I live 7 hours away from you, you make sure that I always know that you are only a call, text, FaceTime away. Knowing that you are there and being secure in your unconditional love have made me into the person I am today. It’s because of you that I believe in love at first sight. Even though I probably don’t say it as much as you need to hear it I want you to know that I love you to the moon and back, and I am so grateful that I get to be your daughter.
Love,
Hannah G.
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This is absolutely beautiful. Your mother is so lucky to have a daughter that appreciates all her love and her efforts. My mom, @shelleybrill , is like your mom. She used to drive my brother and I all over the place to our activities. My mom is my very best friend just like yours. I hope you show your mom this letter. It is very special. <3 Lauren
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You have such a wonderful mother. She was there for you always and supported you in your endeavors. And I’m sure your mother is very proud have you as her daughter. Thank you for sharing
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Hannah G. shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 1 years, 10 months agoTo the friend God knew I needed.....
Hannah G.Dear Christina,
In Carrie Underwood’s song “Some Hearts” she says “some hearts just get lucky sometimes.” I know that’s true. I am so thankful that you had the courage to ask me if you could room with me and Erin. That “yes” brought me a best friend. I’ll spend a lifetime thanking God for making me lucky enough to meet you, to get to know you—your silly, loving, caring, adventurous, courageous side. It’s as if you were meant to be in my life. You filled a void in my life that I needed to have patched up. You came just after heartbreak, you were the start of a new beginning with healthy, holy friendships in my life.
We were both shy when we started living together not wanting to appear weird to the other. But it didn’t take long for that shyness and awkwardness to disappear and for us to see that we were both speaking the same language. From then on we were sisters. We would go to the gym together to do yoga which always resulted in us goofing off and lots of laughter. Our macaroni and cheese and wine nights are began in the 2nd floor of Carmel and have continued to this day. Along with Erin we created several inside jokes that had us laughing at 4am. We braved a massive power outage together. You riled me up (in a good way) when I needed to be and you were also able to calm me down when I needed to be too. Even though you transferred to a different college the second semester we still stayed in touch and you even came to my graduation which meant a lot to me. We spent that day before my graduation catching up, eating yummy food that we were given for free, and watching Veggietales and Veggies in the House. It was the best way to close out my college career and it meant so much to me that you were there.
Girl, I have to say that I know it was more than fate that brought us together. I think God knew I needed a friend and He knew that together we would create memories and a friendship to last a lifetime. I can’t wait to see what new memories we will create and how our friendship will continue to be strengthened in the years to come. And I will forever be grateful to God for the risk that you took the day that you asked if you could room with me and Erin because it lead to one of the biggest blessings in my life.
Your best friend,
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Lauren Brill shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 1 years, 11 months agoMom, this is what makes you so special
LaurenDear Mom, Here is what makes our relationship special.
I am not the only person in the world who thinks they have the world’s greatest mom. But I am the only one who is right. There are so many reasons why you are a great mom. Growing up, you showed up at every dance recital, soccer game, graduation, and field trip. You did my hair as a little girl, even though you had to chase me around the house with a brush and a bow in hand for 20 minutes to do so. You took me to The Plaza for tea time and to restaurants in the city for lunch dates. And you have supported every dream I have ever had. While I cherish all those moments and memories, what really makes you the best mom is that you have never let me cry alone.
In my worst moments, Mom, you have always been there to listen to, encourage, and give me advice. As a little girl, when I was upset about school or a boy and couldn’t sleep, you would sit in my bed and talk to me until I felt better. To this day, when I am sad or stressed or just need a friend, you are my first phone call. From my first breakup to my assault to the passing of my ex-boyfriend, you have held my hand, wiped my tears and. And somehow, you always make me feel better.
Your warmth, consistency, and wisdom make you a cut above the rest. And as a result, I move through life feeling very loved. You make hard times more bearable and good times more meaningful.
I am so lucky to have you, the best mom in the world.
I love you with all my heart,
Your daughter,
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Lauren, your letter is a beautiful recognition to the special bond you share with your mom. It’s amazing to see that you hold her to the highest level and believe that she is truly the world’s greatest mom. But what truly sets your mom apart is her unwavering presence during your toughest moments. She has never let you cry alone, always offering…read more
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