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If you are reading this, ten years have passed since the morning we sat on the wooden steps in Oaxaca and I told you I was scared. You laughed — not unkindly — and said the only things worth doing are the ones that scare you a little.
I want you to know that every quiet day since then has been a gift. The mornings you made coffee before I woke up. The evenings you fell asleep against my shoulder mid-sentence. The trip we almost cancelled and then didn't.
Whatever shape our life takes from here, I wanted there to be a record — somewhere it cannot be edited or deleted — that on this date I loved you, completely and without reservation.