Dear field1a,

I’m writing to you this holiday season because I want you to know, I love you.

I know we haven’t really talked in a few field2a. And I know our relationship can be field4a.

But none of that really matters. In my heart, I know you and I are cut from the same cloth. And that’s the truest thing no matter how often we talk or how challenging things can be sometimes. Thank you for seeing that I am field5a, field5b, field5c, and field5d.

I remember how you looked at me when I was a kid. There was a moment that you looked at me, and your eyes said— you’re perfect, field3a. I saw that you wanted me with your whole heart. Even as a baby, I felt that deeply. Thank you for cherishing my presence. Thank you field1a for showing me that love.

I know I don’t always show it, but that memory is imprinted on who I am. It forever shapes how I feel loved, deep down.

I was reflecting the other day—I remember when field6a. You said, field7a. And I field8a! In that moment, I loved how field5b you were, so field5c and field5d.

Thank you for showing me how to be field9a!

field1a, this holiday season, I just want you to know I love you. And no matter the distance, no matter the words I say, no matter what, this is a love that lives in me. Thank you for bringing me into this world.

I wish you a year of the purest joy, gratitude, and love.

Xoxo,
field3a