A letter from December 11th, 2020

Dear Danielle, It’s December 10th, 2020. This year has been absolutely crazy. Nothing like we were originally expecting, it’s started off with the coronavirus and pretty much everything’s been on lockdown since. We’re still waiting on the salon construction to be done, and it’s taking forever. You’re pretty bummed about it and not working like you normally do is making you depressed. Everyday we try to wake up feeling happy and not dwell on the small things. Depression has been huge for you this year. Considering the fact of everything we’ve went through. Erich and I are together, it’ll be three years in July. Crazy right? He’s right next to you snoring as we type. We just finished watching some Disney+ (Great Lakes going empty) We got the cutest puppy, December 5th, 2020. She was about 8 weeks old and she’s the best thing that’s happened to you in a while. You’re obsessed with her, and treat her like she is your small child, well because she is right? Maybe I’m over protective, but that’s my baby girl. Indie Anajones Christman. We got a super awesome jeep this year and your lovely boyfriend fixed her all up for you. Hopefully by the time we get this letter in five years, (5 years holy ****. It’ll be 2025.) erich will have proposed and maybe you have a baby on the way or one already, we can only dream right? Well i love you. And you’re worthy of so much, and i hope this letter brings a smile to your face when you read it again. You are amazing. Never forget. 🖤❤️