I’m just going to be honest and tell you that this is a love letter. I know it’s a little awkward and probably slightly weird, but I know you are worthy of this. You are loved and you need to know why.
I love you because you are caring, sympathetic, thoughtful, and compassionate. You see people in need and wonder what you can do to help or how you can make their days a little bit easier. I mean, you even joined an organization for this! I love that you are full of love and that you seriously want everyone to be happy.
But I also love you because you aren’t scared to take some time for yourself. You understand how appreciated and important you are, and that you can’t help someone else if you are falling apart. When you’re nearing your edge you eagerly step back. You know how to say no, to relax, and to put yourself first. I love that some of your favorite “me time” activities include taking a very loooooong bath, watching romcom movies especially A Lot like Love, When Harry Met Sally, and Before Sunrise trilogy, and making poems about anything you want.
I love you because you could have chosen any other career field, one that is easier and doesn’t exceed over 6 years, but you knew where your heart was, and you followed it. I love you because you are clever, strong-minded, inspired, and determined. You take the time to decide on what you want, and then you go for it.
I love you because you love to be silly and know how to have fun. Remember the times when you made a fort with your little piglets in your bed for no other reason than because you wanted to? That was amazing. And I love that you randomly make little animal noises and that you don’t think it’s weird to play with Hotwheels at your age.
I love you because you had your heart broken and you took the time to put the pieces back together. When you were ready, you put yourself out there again and I know that took huge amounts of courage. But look at what you have now! You found Cesar – the man who treats you better than you could have ever imagined and you two are still so very in love with each other even after 3 years.
I love you because you know what makes you happy and you surround yourself with it. Indie music, pizzas, pastas, cheeseburgers, Sprite, friends and families who love to laugh, romcom movies, and traveling. I love that you listen to Jason Mraz when you’re in writing mode, that almost every possession of yours are colored green, and that you aren’t anxious to paint your nails with rainbow colors.
I love you because you aren’t petrified of adventure. You aren’t terrified to take risks, try something new, and you have huge amounts of faith in yourself that you won’t fail. And if you do, you know that you’ll be making it through.
I love you because you don’t let yourself be sad. You will just sit with it, let yourself think of the brighter side of things, and eventually feel more positive. You are still learning how to be less irritated, but that’s okay. You immediately get quiet and just certainly don’t like to talk about it. Sometimes you let a hateful comment slip out, but you now feel horrible the second it hits the floor. You are starting to be more conscious of your words, learning to fill them with kindness, rather than hurt. You are learning and I am proud of you for that.
I love your straight short hair which you don’t comb, your dark brown eyes with your never-been-plucked eyebrows. I love your own version of curved waist and sexy hips. I love your soft skin for you never forget to put lotion on it every day, the super tiny moles in your face, and your small fingers and feet. I love your little nose, your cheeks that get rosy every time you feel hot and your little lips. I love that you are learning to speak gentle, encouraging words to yourself.
I love that you are unraveling yourself, on a journey to find your center, that part of you that is the truest version of you. I love that you are taking the time to learn more about yourself, that you recognize the significance of it and that you are so brave to face it head-on. But most of all, I love you for loving yourself.
Yours forever,Iana