Happy Mother’s Day. I know this is an exceptionally hard day. I know nothing I say or write will change that. I’m sorry.
Love Letters
After texting song recommendations back and forth, Kaitlyn created a Spotify playlist stating, “for our picnic basket summer.” This is a description for that playlist inspired by those words.
A love poem to Kaitlyn as she goes on a first date channeling, “You will be bored of him in two years and we will be interesting forever” energy.
Inspired by Landon screaming at me drunk in the streets while only wearing one shoe. Legend has it, the second shoe was never found again (jk it stayed in my car for a month).
A thank you note to Kaitlyn after a late night Facetime. There will never be enough kind words, regardless of if they are borrowed or my own.
A birthday message to Pretty, my oldest, dearest friend.
The message in the birthday card for my mom given to her with framed flowers that my grandma and I had picked and pressed into books almost a decade ago.
My birthday message to Kaitlyn as she embarks on her 26th journey around the sun.
The eulogy I wrote for my grandma. There are no words to make this easier, but I tried and that’s all she ever asked of me.
A toast written for Bre’s 21st birthday. RIP to the fake ID, baby.