My dear girls,
This month marks three whole years of getting to love each other. A thousand days of crazy and imperfection, much of which was my own. No one else has seen my weakness quite the way that you have. No one has seen me more confused, more impatient, more angry, more fearful. I’ve known for awhile now that this chapter of us was winding down, and I have been searching everywhere for the just right words to say.