A letter to my daughter
If I had to give you the greatest gift my love, I would give you courage.
I would ask you to always be brave and hold your head high, against societal perception, prejudice, discrimination, and ignorance.
I would tell you to use your metaphorical shield and unleash your sword of wise words and justness, to stand tall for yourself and others.
I would give you the insight to see the pure power of kindness, to understand the impact on others and to bestow it on those around you.
I would ask that you shower others with this kindness and use your umbrella of compassion to protect and defend them against the darker days and emotional storms.
This are the gifts I would give you as love, you already hold in your hands… and in mine, Strength is in your back bone, and resilience is bred into your being.
I ask you to view a mirror as your friend, and smile always at your reflection. Beauty remains there always, but you have to believe your own heart and ignore the falseness of others. Often you will question this, but straighten your crown my girl, and keep that smile shining brightly. Beauty lives there.
Follow your own path my darling, make it your own. Remember those dreams of magic and wonderment and keep on believing. It exists In you always.
I would ask you to never take anything for granted. Life can be amazing and beautiful, yet it can turn, like the clouds, and become unpredictable and hard.
The one lesson I’d teach you is that worth is equal, Life is life, and diversity keeps everything much more interesting.
Never stand above anybody and look down, and never strain your neck by looking up at others, as the picture doesn’t always fit the paper.
Do you, my love. Be the best version of yourself, and live your bestest life.
That’s all I ask.
Your mother, who will worry regardless, but always pick you up when you fall. Who will hold your hand but also kick your butt when you are wrong. Who will believe for you when you lose hope, and lead you back to where you need to be ❤️