{"id":829,"date":"2016-10-21T06:17:23","date_gmt":"2016-10-21T06:17:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-blake\/"},"modified":"2016-10-21T06:17:23","modified_gmt":"2016-10-21T06:17:23","slug":"dear-blake","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-blake\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear Blake"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>22 wonderful years you lived on this planet and in a flash you were gone. And now it&#8217;s been a month since you&#8217;ve left. Halloween was your favorite time of year. Scaring people, dressing up, the candy. With you gone who&#8217;s going to help me eat candy corn? I was mad at first. Like really pissed off.  But then at your funeral Rachel said something. As soon as they were about to end the service she really captured your life in a speech. And then I was sad. Because I knew you weren&#8217;t coming back. Now I&#8217;m scared to be without someone who&#8217;s been like a brother to me for 8 years. I miss you so much Blake. You taught me to accept and love who I am but you couldn&#8217;t hold onto yourself. I hope you&#8217;re happy where ever you are. You deserve it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>22 wonderful years you lived on this planet and in a flash you were gone. And now it&#8217;s been a month since you&#8217;ve left. Halloween was your favorite time of year. Scaring people, dressing up, the candy. With you gone who&#8217;s going to help me eat candy corn? I was mad at first. Like really [&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-829","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\/829","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=829"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/829\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=829"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=829"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=829"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}