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My Children, it is to you that I write.

I love you so very much.

I love you collectively.

I love you individually.

As you have matured, each one, I have also learned to love you as friends.

And perhaps as friends I can relate this truth to you. 

Inside of me are many.

Each one seems individual, yet together they are part of the whole.

There is one who seeks peace and quiet.

He is the one who enjoys music, and poetry, and literature.

There is another who seeks mental challenge.

He is the one who enjoys sailing, archery, and strategy games.

And there is one who seeks to protect and provide.

He is the one who enjoys family and home. 

All of them have their place.

But they are not given equal room.

All of them need expression.

But they are not given equal time for expression.

All of them are tested.

But they do not react to testing in the same way. 

When the artist is tested to pain, he withdraws to seclusion.

When the strategist is tested to pain, he seeks distraction.

(Notice – being tested is not the same as being in a fight.)

And when the father is tested to pain, he is frustrated to despair.

And that reaction is the most harmful of all,

Because in the pain and despair he lashes out at anything around him,

Or anyone.

He seems to rid himself of the pain and despair by blindly flinging it away,

And unintentionally onto those nearby; usually onto those he loves the most.

At his worst, he seems to be a monster.

At these times the other two may try to destroy him, but they cannot.

At these times he may wish to destroy himself, but he cannot.

So the other two bind him, and stand in for him.

They take his pain and frustration and despair, and allow him to rest.

And when he is rested, he can just be the father again.  

I suppose I am telling you this for two reasons –

First, by explaining myself to you, I can better understand.

Second, I love you, Kristin, Jamie, and Ben, and I pray

That I will always be loved by each of you, and held in your high regard. 

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