To the sister of my heart–
Most people would be baffled by my wishes for you, but you’ll understand because our brains share a blueprint of curves, twists, and spontaneous Vaudeville theater.
Publicly, I’m sending you into married life with Hallmark platitudes for harmony, adventure, wealth, perfect hair, and a home that could be featured in a magazine.
But, just between us, I see your future a little differently.
I envision you, sitting in a messy living room, filled with books and laughter and children.
Sun-tea is brewing on your front porch, next to fresh herbs and an orange ukulele. Your son watches the tea’s transformation with infinite questions shining in his eyes. You could afford tea from a cafe, but you make it this way because you are free to do so. Your son could learn about tea from a book, but he won’t because he’s like you. He…
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