A letter from October 25th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, I hope the hurt you carry is finally buried. Right now you’re in bed with your soon to be husband, hearing his breathing hit against the gray blanket. Today you’ll be making the centerpieces for your wedding, which keep in mind is only 2 weeks away. You had a heavy conversation with your partner that left you gutted. If you see this, are you still married? Are you still growing old with him? I wish nothing but the best for you. You deserve the love that will fill you up endlessly. You deserve the world. I don’t know if you’ll still be with Abner, but regardless of what happens, I am here. Maybe your heart is broken but that’s okay. It will be whole once again. I love you. Never forget that. 5 years from now you’ll be experiencing the cold windy days perhaps in a new state or still in the same old Las Vegas. You’ll be an account and you’ll have two kids of your own living in a new home. Take care of yourself and your dreams. You have me. Forever and always