{"id":1244,"date":"2019-02-28T08:22:01","date_gmt":"2019-02-28T08:22:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-abuelo\/"},"modified":"2019-02-28T08:22:01","modified_gmt":"2019-02-28T08:22:01","slug":"dear-abuelo","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-abuelo\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear abuelo"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I sometimes wonder if your death is the reason nothing seems to be right anymore. I can&#8217;t get the warmth of your blood off my hands, can&#8217;t forget your tears and the moment you took your last breath. I wish I hadn&#8217;t been there. I wish I couldn&#8217;t remember. But I am glad. Glad I was able to let you know how much I&#8217;ll always love you. Glad I don&#8217;t have any regrets.<br \/>\nI&#8217;m sorry I can&#8217;t stop thinking about this. Can&#8217;t stop thinking and overthinking every single thing. I&#8217;m sorry I dream of joining you.<br \/>\nJust know that I miss you and if there&#8217;s an afterlife, I hope we&#8217;ll be able to see each other again. Te extra\u00f1o mucho, abuelo, bendici\u00f3n.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I sometimes wonder if your death is the reason nothing seems to be right anymore. I can&#8217;t get the warmth of your blood off my hands, can&#8217;t forget your tears and the moment you took your last breath. I wish I hadn&#8217;t been there. I wish I couldn&#8217;t remember. But I am glad. Glad I [&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-1244","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\/1244","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=1244"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1244\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1244"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1244"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1244"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}