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February 14, 2021

Dear Kip,

It’s Valentine’s Day and what better to write about than love. 

When I was young, my Sammy Gayle used to tease me that I had to fall in and out of 100 times before I could get married and she teased me that I was on my way.  I may not have fallen in love 100 times, but I have fallen in love a few times.  Each of those has given me a gift and has taught me something different about love.  But it is you, Kip, that has given me the greatest gift of all.  You have given me the gift of true love.  You have given me patience and passion.  Quality time, thoughtfulness, and joy.  A home to fill with our big, blended family. Unconditional love that fills my heart with peace and security.  There will never be enough words to thank you for all you have given me in the last year. 

I hope that you know how lucky and grateful I am to have met you, to have fallen in love with you.  In return, here is what I will promise you.  I promise that I will never take you for granted and I will love you more with each passing day.  I promise that I will love forever and unconditionally, and that you will be my greatest love story.  You may not have been my first love, but you will be my last.  This is promise you. 

Love you always,

Brandy Lynne

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Dear Kip,

I love the holiday season.  The traditions:  making lefse, hanging Christmas ornaments, elementary music programs, Christmas Eve church service, and opening presents on Christmas morning. The food:  cookies, pudhea, and potato sausage.  The lights: driving around to look at lights in Bismarck, the lights of the Christmas tree in the evenings, and the candlelight at church on Christmas Eve.  The music:  all of the music!

What I love most of all, though, is making memories with family.  Whether it was Christmas Eve in Wilton with my dad's family or Christmas morning in Arizona with my mom's family, I enjoyed being surrounded by family.  I looked back on those times as inspiration to help create similar memories for my kids.  On Christmas morning, it didn't matter if we were in Minneapolis for a Vikings game, in Bozeman getting ready to go skiing, or at home just relaxing, it was important that we were together and sharing time with family.

After my divorce, I was scared to spend a Christmas morning alone.  I know that you feel that you can make any day a holiday and it does not matter when you celebrate…and I agree with you, but I was scared to be without family on Christmas morning.  And now that you and I have found each other, I know that will never happen.  You have given me a big bonus family that I love and adore, and it will be a joy to share Christmas mornings with them.  And I already look forward to the Christmases future in which we will have no idea who will be where and when.  As much as I feel a sense of security in having a plan, as long as I get to wake up next to you on Christmas morning, I will be happy. 

I look forward to all the new traditions we will start together.  I look forward to the many memories that we will make together.  Christmas is about love and joy and hope, and as we transition from a couple to a family, I know that love and joy and hope will all be abundant for many years to come. 

I love you always,

Brandy Lynne       

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Dear Kip,

I have never felt more loved or more taken care of than I have felt since I met you.  I have never felt more content, more relaxed, and more secure before now.  I am so thankful for you and every single day I thank God that our paths crossed.  I finally feel like I am receiving love how I give love…easily, honestly, and unconditionally. 

If it sounds like there is going to be a “but”, it is because there is.  But I am a woman, I am a human, and I have some serious insecurities.

Many times over the last four years I have said that it is hard to get my head and my heart on the same page.  I have always been an anxious person, a worrier.  My dad tells me that it is from my “Brenneise blood.”  So even though in my heart I know that worrying is a waste of time and energy, I worry anyway.  My heart loses and worry wins. 

What do I worry about?  Travel for sure.  Bus rides.  You driving back and forth to Mandan all the time.  Jeffrey driving and not paying attention.  Work always.  Am I covering enough standards in science?  How much more should I have the kids write in class?  Are my students getting enough food and love at home?  Relationships.  Am I making enough time to connect with my kids, parents, cousins, friends, brother, students, you?  My health, mental and physical, is an everyday struggle.  I like food, especially sweets, too much.  I need my sleep or I get cranky.  I want to exercise but make excuses.  I worry about us.  You and me.  Will you get tired of me?  Will you start to find me annoying?  When will the house be ready for us to move in?  I am ready to start forever but I worry that I am rushing you.  Money.  I budget daily and so money is an everyday worry.  And the list goes on and on. 

But the reality is that my list is not unique.  How I react to that worry is what can be unique.  I can consciously work to be my best self spiritually, mentally, and physically.  I can do this, not only for myself, but for my kids and for you.  So how is this a love letter?  Well, Kip, you let me talk to you about everything, even the hard things, and you do not judge me.  You listen, give thoughtful advice, and help me to see points of view that I do not always notice. You push me to be the best version of me.  I hope that I am doing so in return.  Is there a better version of love than this? 

Love you always,

Brandy Lynne

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October 31, 2020

Dear Kip,

Another month has come and gone and I didn't take a picture of us together.  That is crazy to me, but when I look at the month, I also guess it is not surprising.  You were in Mandan October 1-4, I was in quarantine October 3-18, you were in Denver October 14-19, and you were in Mandan October 29-November 1.  That did not leave a lot of time for us.  

But even though that did not leave a lot of time for us, you made time for us.  Thank you for your quick visits while the kids and I were in quarantine.  Thank you for grocery shopping for us during that time (my mom thinks you are a keeper since you asked the kids for a grocery list, not just me!).  Thank you for taking the time to have real conversations with me after work.  Thank you for saving shows for us to watch together (and for watching the Big Bang Theory after watching Evil so I do not have nightmares).  Thank you for your good morning texts and your quick phone calls while you are traveling.  I know that those are just normal things that you do, but they are not my normal so I will tell you thank you over and over and again.  Thank you for being you. 

Love you always,

Brandy Lynne

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September 25, 2020

Dear Kip,

A few nights ago, I was teasing you about spending the night with me. (I thought that I was flirting with you, but I’m not so good at flirting so who knows how it came across?) You got a little defensive and told me that you are pulled in one hundred directions, and you then made sure to emphasize that you always make time for me. 

Kip, I need you to know that I get this, and I appreciate it.  I see you.  You are pulled from work, from family, from the community, and now from me.  I see that you want what is best for everyone around you and that you are willing to do whatever it takes for them to get the best.  I need you to know that I have never felt like you are not available to me.  Sure, I long for you at night when I am staying at home.  Of course, I miss you on the weekends when you are in Mandan, but you make time to send me texts and pictures, letting me know I am on your mind.  These things fill my bucket when we aren’t together. 

In the time you take providing for and giving to everyone else around you, I worry most about you making time for and taking care of yourself.  You haven’t for a while for sure.  Since you finished your Travelall, you have not added another project for yourself that is strictly for you.  (I hope that all the work on your house and shop will bring you joy eventually; I know it will me!)  Your kids are not wrong in trying to persuade you to take a vacation.  You give to everyone else and they know how important it is for you to give to yourself.

I want you to realize that I want to give back to you.  I want to fill your bucket and help this life be the best life for you.  No matter if that is going for a walk, learning to change tires, cleaning up your shop or yard, watching movies, cooking together, making projects, or chasing our kids, I want to do it with you.  I want you to know you can always count on me.

Love you always,

Brandy Lynne

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August 30, 2020

Dear Kip,

I’m not quite sure how it’s possible that we have been dating for six months.  It seems like yesterday …and a lifetime ago… that you met me in the parking lot next to my house so I could see your face and hear your voice for the first time. 

The world has completely changed in the last six months.  There is a global pandemic forcing businesses, schools, and families to operate differently than normal.  Unless you are in the mask-making business or Amazon, your business is probably struggling.  Schools are delaying start dates and operating on an alternative schedule or at a distance. And families are staying put.  The United States is experiencing social unrest as people fight over whose lives matter.  The election has both matters underfoot and the political divide is tearing this country and its people apart.  It really is a time of unrest and uncertainty all around.

But somehow, in the last six months, our families have continued reaching milestones.  Liberty graduated from high school, Jeffrey finished 8^th grade at EFS and started high school, Zoe married Ryan and Shamus stole the show, Sampson and Gabby bought a new house, Tyler and Jaxon are busy mountain-biking, Scout is working and opened a bank account, Macy is enjoying being a tween and driving the golf cart around town to hang out with friends, and Rebel started Kindergarten.  You and I are talking about moving in together and building a greenhouse.  Life goes on.  Life must go on, even amidst all the chaos. 

The thing about life for both of us is that we were fine without each other.  Six months ago, we were both fine.  Content.  But if there’s a chance to be better than fine, why not take it?  We get this one life, a few short years on the planet together.  Sure, fine is easy and great might be messier, harder, but with you it will be worth it.   

Love you always,

Brandy Lynne

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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. 

I guess I just couldn’t find my words in July.  Maybe I will in August?  If I do, I’ll write you two letters.   

Love you always,

Brandy Lynne