{"id":1035,"date":"2017-09-07T14:51:55","date_gmt":"2017-09-07T14:51:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-father\/"},"modified":"2017-09-07T14:51:55","modified_gmt":"2017-09-07T14:51:55","slug":"dear-father","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-father\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear father"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>You are not dead. You are still living, breathing, and alive.<br \/>\nBut to me, you might as well be dead.<br \/>\nI don&#8217;t remember you. Mom says that I lived with you until I was around one, but I cannot remember a thing. You hated going to the courts to pay Child Fund, but you also told my mom countless of times to let me live with you. Why? You don&#8217;t know me. You don&#8217;t know the foods I like or the movies that make me cry and smile. You don&#8217;t know what I look like now. You know only my name and the face I wore as a baby. <\/p>\n<p>You are a stranger.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>You are not dead. You are still living, breathing, and alive. But to me, you might as well be dead. I don&#8217;t remember you. Mom says that I lived with you until I was around one, but I cannot remember a thing. You hated going to the courts to pay Child Fund, but you also [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":0,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1035","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-love-letters"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1035","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1035"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1035\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1035"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1035"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1035"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}