Dear God: There are no words on earth that can express how grateful I am for Your love and guidance. For Your loyalty and faith. And for believing in me. You are my constant strength and through you I can do anything!
Dear New Job: I am starting to feel a tad bit more comfortable with you, I know we are gonna be just fine.
Dear Gang Green: United we stand, divided we fall! Together we rock! We can do this!
Dear Mi Mamushki: Mi corazon especially ached for you yesterday on Thanksgiving Day. I missed you terribly. It would have been a perfect day if I could have had my precious treasure trio together with me! I love you to the moon and can't wait to see your face again. Hopefully soon...very soon!
Dear Special Lady: You know who you are. Thanks for the interview and allowing me to pick at your mind, heart and soul. I appreciate your honesty and can't wait to publish your interview.
Dear Mi Priutibibi: I don't know how else to tell you or what else to tell you. All I can keep saying is the answers are within you. Take a chill pill. I am here and always will be, but I must also move on. And you know what I mean when I say this. I love you. You are and always will be my sunshine.
Dear Mi Tetatechuechue: You have grown into a very beautiful independent young woman and I am so very proud of you. Don't ever give up on your dreams. I totally believe in you; now it's your turn to believe in YOU. I know you do not like it when I call you my baby. The fact is that you will always be my baby in my heart. I know I gotta let go. I gotta push you off the nest and let you fly and watch you soar. BUT I DON'T WANT TOO! NO! WHY DO I HAVE TO!? NO! I'M NOT GONNA! IT HURTS SO MUCH! NO! NOT YET PLEASE!
Dear Parenthood: You suck! As a matter of fact, I don't like you very much at this moment! You are pushing me to do something I know I must do but for some reason my heart doesn't always agree. So please stop taunting me!
Dear Kleenex Box: Our relationship is beginning to irritate and hurt my nose, we really gotta stop meeting so much.
Dear Mi Tetatechuechue again: Okay. Fine. I will...umm...I will...umm...I willlet you go...I will work on it! Very soon...soon.
Dear Self: Get a grip of yourself. You're just going through a phase right now and are very sensitive these days. Remember you are human too. You've been through quite a transition yourself. Have patience, understanding and love towards yourself too. You are doing great! All will be just fine!
Dear Readers, Familia, Friends and Peek-A-Boo-ers: As always, thanks for all the love and support. I know lately I have been behind with replying to all the lovely comments you awesome people left for me. But please know I read each and every one of them. Rest assure that I will get back to each of you with a reply. You guys are very special to me. You bring me inspiration and I want you all to know that.
Dear New Job: I am starting to feel a tad bit more comfortable with you, I know we are gonna be just fine.
Dear Gang Green: United we stand, divided we fall! Together we rock! We can do this!
Dear Mi Mamushki: Mi corazon especially ached for you yesterday on Thanksgiving Day. I missed you terribly. It would have been a perfect day if I could have had my precious treasure trio together with me! I love you to the moon and can't wait to see your face again. Hopefully soon...very soon!
Dear Special Lady: You know who you are. Thanks for the interview and allowing me to pick at your mind, heart and soul. I appreciate your honesty and can't wait to publish your interview.
Dear Mi Priutibibi: I don't know how else to tell you or what else to tell you. All I can keep saying is the answers are within you. Take a chill pill. I am here and always will be, but I must also move on. And you know what I mean when I say this. I love you. You are and always will be my sunshine.
Dear Mi Tetatechuechue: You have grown into a very beautiful independent young woman and I am so very proud of you. Don't ever give up on your dreams. I totally believe in you; now it's your turn to believe in YOU. I know you do not like it when I call you my baby. The fact is that you will always be my baby in my heart. I know I gotta let go. I gotta push you off the nest and let you fly and watch you soar. BUT I DON'T WANT TOO! NO! WHY DO I HAVE TO!? NO! I'M NOT GONNA! IT HURTS SO MUCH! NO! NOT YET PLEASE!
Dear Parenthood: You suck! As a matter of fact, I don't like you very much at this moment! You are pushing me to do something I know I must do but for some reason my heart doesn't always agree. So please stop taunting me!
Dear Kleenex Box: Our relationship is beginning to irritate and hurt my nose, we really gotta stop meeting so much.
Dear Mi Tetatechuechue again: Okay. Fine. I will...umm...I will...umm...I will
Dear Self: Get a grip of yourself. You're just going through a phase right now and are very sensitive these days. Remember you are human too. You've been through quite a transition yourself. Have patience, understanding and love towards yourself too. You are doing great! All will be just fine!
Dear Readers, Familia, Friends and Peek-A-Boo-ers: As always, thanks for all the love and support. I know lately I have been behind with replying to all the lovely comments you awesome people left for me. But please know I read each and every one of them. Rest assure that I will get back to each of you with a reply. You guys are very special to me. You bring me inspiration and I want you all to know that.
Tootles!
I think the same things about letting my daughter be who she is going to be and she's only 4.... LOL Oh parenthood how I love/hate you... : )
ReplyDeletelove your letters, girl!
ReplyDeletejust saw you over on ashleys page and wanted to say hi!
happy to be your newest friend+follower
say hi back sometime, ok?
have a warm weekend!
xx