Dear Loved Ones back “home,”
You really know how to put a downer on our year.
We spent the first 354 days of 2018 seeking out the new and unknown. We swooned over gyros in Athens, confronted Banksy in a German iron factory, meandered through Provençal olive groves with the ghost of Van Gogh, and feasted on salted pistachio gelato with Italy’s masters of the Renaissance.
It was shaping up nicely to be another awesome 12 months, as could easily be seen by our Instagram feed. Then, in the last 11 days of the year, you came in and wrecked it all.
You, with your fuzzy Christmas pajamas, movie marathons, and Karaoke.
You, with your pretzel jello, your late-night Slurpee runs, and your little games of Sorry!
Sorry? You’re not sorry at all!
All you wanted was to make sure we had a good time, you say.
“All we wanted was to make sure you felt at home.”
Then your tsunami of lovey-doveyness completely upended our year. You wiped out the Gyros and the iron factory, uprooted the Provençal olive groves, and stripped our silly Instagram feed cleaner than a turkey carcass on the 26th of December.
Now, as our plane lifts off into 2019, all we can see looking back are your silhouettes on the horizon; all we can feel is the ache of our overworked heart muscles.
You didn’t mean to hurt us, you say.
“All we wanted was to let you know you were loved.”
Congratulations! You gave us so much more than love in our short time together. You reminded us that the greatest wonder in the world can’t be found on any map or bucket list. It can’t be seen, tasted, heard, or captured in an Instagram moment, no matter how pretty the filter.
It can only be felt in the most sacred chambers of the heart, intricately constructed with years of shared, sacred memories.
So thanks for all the feels that matter most in life — for shared hugs and kisses… for laughs and tears. Each embrace offered wrapped us in a sense of belonging and all the teary goodbyes watered the roots we often take for granted.
Know that matter where we go in life or what we see, you will forever remain the greatest wonder in the world.
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