August 4, 2020
Dear Kip,
When I started writing letters to you, my plan was
to write you one letter every month from then until forever. I barely made my June deadline and I
completely missed a July deadline. The
thing is is that I didn’t miss writing you a love letter because I didn’t have
anything to say, I have just really struggled to find my words lately.
I started to write you a letter about the eight
different types of love and how my love for you evolves with different life experiences, but I
couldn’t put my thoughts together.
I started to write you a letter about how safe I
feel around you and how important that is to me. I am a woman who wants a protector, not
because I cannot protect myself, but because I believe in the value of the
roles we have in our relationships. Yet
as I wrote, the words didn’t seem right for the message.
I started to write you a letter about how much I
appreciate your kids making a point to get to know my kids and me. I will never try to be your kids’ mom, just
as I know you will never try to be a dad to mine. But I will promise to love
them unconditionally. I will be there to
support them and love them no matter what.
But nothing I wrote seemed quite right when trying to capture the magnitude
of my feelings.
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