Sequel to "Hate is a strong word" To: Luke, my husband, the father to my children, The love of my life. Aka: The faggot. You know, there are always those times when you wonder if the one you've found is really your true love. When I first met you, I hated you. Or at lest just strongly disliked you. Now I'm madly in love with you and can never get you off of my mind, even though we've been together for 6 years. Our children have quickly become everything to me. Our family. Julia and Elizabeth, our twins. And our youngest daughter, Madeline. Jules, Lizzie, and Maddy are perfect in every way that daughters can be. They're my family and I love them so much. They're the product of this big messy family, but they still shine through individually. We have a family, Luke. An actual family. I love it. But why wasn't it enough for you?