twenty two | year three

today, i’m heading east.  to the shore.

it will be the first family christmas in delaware, and i can’t wait.

the food, the drink, the laughter;

the presents, the pictures, the music;

and, of course, the people.  my people.  my family.


my father.

our likeness is so much more than skin deep.

my free spirit, my sense of direction, my proclivity for changing jobs — they are all in your image.

thank you for never underestimating the power of a good laugh and for always believing in me.

i am proud to call you my dad.


my mother.

and my constant cheerleader, compass, and confidant.

thank you for giving me life and for always loving me without boundaries.

all that i am is because of you, today and always.


my sister.

you are my twin, plucked from the same branch; born six years later.

we are irrevocably linked by blood, but held together by a bond so strong, it escapes naming or understanding.

my personal counterbalance, directing me to my true north — to my home, to my family.

thank you for always knowing the words before i speak them.

i love you all.
more than words.

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