{"id":57174,"date":"2015-07-15T06:31:28","date_gmt":"2015-07-15T06:31:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/xenodochial-archimedes.45-76-20-142.plesk.page\/2015x107x1loveletter\/"},"modified":"2022-11-29T18:27:47","modified_gmt":"2022-11-29T18:27:47","slug":"loveletter","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/2015\/07\/loveletter.html","title":{"rendered":"Love Letter – Mrs. Bishop"},"content":{"rendered":"

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To Mikey on our 8th year,<\/p>\n

Thank you for believing me, trusting me, allowing me to actively pursue my dreams. You encourage and never hold me back.<\/p>\n

You put up with my crazy, my mean, my worry, and chocolate cravings.<\/p>\n

You are always wearing a smile- even though I don a semi-permanent frown.<\/p>\n

You love unconditionally, wholeheartedly, without reservation. You see into the deepest parts of my soul- and love me anyway.<\/p>\n

You are the strong arms that hold me, the hands that wipe my tears. My shoulder to cry on (and butt to squeeze).<\/p>\n

We\u2019ve been through the deepest waters and the highest peaks, and all of the valleys in between.<\/p>\n

You\u2019re my partner in crime, my best friend, my geek, my lover, provider, and 1\/3 of my heart.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m so thankful God saw fit to place us together- a perfect fit in the puzzle that makes up our story.<\/p>\n

We have our daily struggles, tiffs, battles, and strolls through the mundane- but we\u2019re on this crazy ride called life together\u2026and there\u2019s no one that I\u2019d rather have sitting next to me.<\/p>\n

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\u00a0 To Mikey on our 8th year, Thank you for believing me, trusting me, allowing me to actively pursue my dreams. You encourage and never hold me back. You put up with my crazy, my mean, my worry, and chocolate cravings. You are always wearing a smile- even though I don a semi-permanent frown. You love unconditionally, wholeheartedly, without reservation. You see into the deepest parts of my soul- and love me anyway. You are the strong arms that hold me, the hands that wipe my tears. My shoulder to cry on (and butt to squeeze). We\u2019ve been through <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":58750,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-57174","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized","has_thumb"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/57174","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=57174"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/57174\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/58750"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=57174"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=57174"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=57174"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}