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To my love. We are halfway through the dark of a Scandinavian winter and approaching the end of a fricative year for us, for everyone. I know you miss your family. I know you miss what was our home. I know you are enduring. I wish it all could be better, but we need to get through this. I believe we will. But like the year has been for a lot of us, this time is going to change us. I hope you know you are loved. I hope you know you don't have to endure this alone. I love you, and out of all the things, I want you to know that.