January 8, 2020

My dearest,

They tell you to be yourself. Books, friends, teachers, some parents.

They don’t tell you how.

So we go through life figuring this out by ourselves, how to be who we are.

Somehow, with you, this doesn’t feel like an assignment, a chore, a challenge. It comes naturally, being who I am. Feeling true, feeling open, feeling unembarrassed, feeling loved.

With you, I feel seen and heard. (Even when we literally don’t see or hear each other; the years together have made us masters at filtration.)

I am myself in all the ways that matter. Thank you.

Yours, ever and always.