{"id":178,"date":"2014-12-02T20:54:17","date_gmt":"2014-12-02T20:54:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-grandma\/"},"modified":"2014-12-02T20:54:17","modified_gmt":"2014-12-02T20:54:17","slug":"dear-grandma","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-grandma\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear Grandma"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It really worries me that I don&#8217;t think you knew how much I loved you, still love you. Since you&#8217;ve gone I can&#8217;t stop regretting so much. Never has the saying &#8220;you never know what you&#8217;ve got until it has gone&#8221; been so true. I miss you more than I can bear, and nearly four years on it still hurts just as much. Why did you have to leave then? Why did you have to leave me, a week before my birthday? Why, why, why? That&#8217;s all I can think of. There was so much about you that I didn&#8217;t know, that I am finding out now. I should have known these things, should have known so much more about you than I did. I miss you, I love you, and I&#8217;m sorry.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It really worries me that I don&#8217;t think you knew how much I loved you, still love you. Since you&#8217;ve gone I can&#8217;t stop regretting so much. Never has the saying &#8220;you never know what you&#8217;ve got until it has gone&#8221; been so true. I miss you more than I can bear, and nearly four [&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-178","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\/178","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=178"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/178\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=178"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=178"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=178"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}