{"id":898,"date":"2017-01-06T21:47:12","date_gmt":"2017-01-06T21:47:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-brother-6\/"},"modified":"2017-01-06T21:47:12","modified_gmt":"2017-01-06T21:47:12","slug":"dear-brother-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-brother-6\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear brother"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I never got to meet you. You died before I was a though, but I always wished that I had met you. I wanted a big brother, ya know? I mean being the oldest is nice but&#8230;I want someone to talk to, someone who knows what I&#8217;m going through. I think that you would look like me if you would have lived, but the eyes would have been green like dads. Short brown hair and green eyes. Probably very stubborn and funny. Man would I have been good to be you. But no. You where snatched away before you could say your first word&#8230;.before you could meet me and Emma&#8230;mom and dad you met but not us. Sometimes I wish I was the one who would have died a birth. Not you. I hope that you have a great dead-life where ever you are.  I hope I could meet you one day.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I never got to meet you. You died before I was a though, but I always wished that I had met you. I wanted a big brother, ya know? I mean being the oldest is nice but&#8230;I want someone to talk to, someone who knows what I&#8217;m going through. I think that you would look [&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-898","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\/898","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=898"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/898\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=898"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=898"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=898"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}