Dear Belly Button:
We've had a good run - these last twenty-nine years. You - collecting lint and marking the place that my pants should never rise above. Me - appreciating all of your concave qualities. Remember that time I pierced you? Sorry about that.
I've been seeing less and less of you lately and I suspect our time is drawing near. Don't be sad, in most cases its not permanent. In fact, you'll probably be back before Frankie's on to solid foods.
Enjoy your time off and don't forget to send a postcard or two from wherever it is that belly buttons go while babies are being grown.
All my Love,
Erika
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