To Micah.

I'm going to have a house full of kids and children's books and types of tea. I'm going to give out lots of kisses and hugs and advice. I'm going to read to them, and hold them in my arms until they are too big for that to be possible. I'm going be happy, even though every day is bound to be a financial challenge. I'm going to have a husband who I only get sick of talking to on occassion and who is willing to debate with me on things and tell me I'm wrong when I am, but never ever thinks of me as a subordinate. I'm going to own a dog and take it for walks. Lots of walks. I'm going to welcome anyone and everyone into my home for food, warmth, and love. This is what I'm going to do. What are you going to do?