A love letter
How much do I love thee? Let me enumerate the ways. I adore how you...
...create instead of consume - art, words, furniture, clothing, food, etc etc etc
...dote on your fur babies, maybe even a smidge more than your two-legged family members
...share all of your creative ramblings, even if it means baring the deepest, darkest part of your soul, and invite commentary, nay, criticism even
...post the hilarious, slightly awkward, beautiful, terrifying, all of the above but always real / genuine / sincere photos of your life
...momma / poppa bear it up and proudly declare how proud you are of your sons and daughters, from learning to hold their heads up to their accomplishments at school and beyond
...reluctantly dredge up the unglamourous bits of your life - accidents, illnesses, failures, and regrets - because these are the things that turn you into a three dimensional person and not just words on a screen
...work slavishly long days and nights at your job and then come home and plop down a perfect piece of prose that puts me to shame
...push others to do their best, to never stop trying and striving and to be the best that you can imagine they can be, which is even further than they thought they could take themselves. Your inspiration is my motivation
...took the bold step of quitting your normal day job to pursue what it is that you really wanted to do, a passion if you will
...grin and bear it, for others' sake, even though all you want to do is roll around on the ground screaming
...care so much about people that you may have never / might never meet in real life and yet form such strong and deep connections with - to be one of those lucky recipients
I truly do adore you. Happy Valentine's Day.