I used to think that only special people had a special reason for being. That only special people had a higher purpose in life. And because I've never thought I was special...I felt lost.
But now I know differently, and if you used to think like I did, too...I'm hoping this letter will help you realize the same thing.
We are all special. We all have our own whys for being in this world, and we all deserve to reach the moon and the stars...and even the sun, too, if it's what we want.
Honestly, I've yet to figure out my own why, but I'm not going to sweat over it. I'm going to continue living while I figure things out, and in the meantime...there are so many other reasons to smile about. I'm happier than I've ever been actually, and it's not just because my husband right now is actually baking me a New Year cake.
Like, seriously.
My husband is wearing nothing but an apron in our kitchen, and he's baking me a cake!
He's just so perfect, and he's mine, and...well...anyway, Happy New Year guys.
This is Raffi signing off...for now.
XOXO
IT WAS THE FIRST DAY of the year, and the town of Hartland, Wyoming was in the mood to celebrate. It was not, after all, an everyday thing to wake up to the news of their former police chief apparently baking a cake while wearing nothing but an apron, and well...
How was one to resist such a golden opportunity to do a bit of ribbing and roasting?
And when it was said former police chief's turn to wake up in the other side of the world...
Aidan was bemused at the number of messages that had flooded his inbox in the past hour or so. He clicked on the first message—-
"What the fuck?"
When Serafina told him she planned to leave Instagram with a bang, he had simply told her he'd support whatever her decision was, and well...how the fuck would he have known this was what she meant?
The End