Dear future self,
I hope you are doing well.
I hope you still cuddle up to Dakota and try to ignore the alarm.
I hope you still let him cook the bacon.
I hope you still love the way his hair smells.
I hope he still holds you tighter when you cry.
I hope you still put your forehead against his and watch the way his eyes smile.
On the other hand, if you have any of these things, I know you will be just fine.