I had thought that all the shadows cast over my heart would suffocate it, hinder its ability to love. It took time and a lot of hard work to make it so every new shadow only nurtures it. Breathes new life into it. Strengthens it. The darker it gets, the brighter it shines. Someday I will read this to you, because someday it will be you it shines for. And we will both lament the shadows of my past while being grateful for what they have given you. Given us. You will be spoiled beyond your dreams and I will be struck with disbelief that I can finally love freely. We will be a sight to behold.