To My Girls,
One day, you will mess up. But you won’t be alone. I will be here to help pick up the pieces.
One day you will wander far away and you may not be able to find your way back, but you won’t be alone. My love can be your compass.
One day the world might convince you that you aren’t enough. You aren’t good enough or pretty enough or smart enough or… well, just enough. But you need not believe them. Just look to me. I will tell you that you are all you ever need to be.
The world will tell you that you are alone and you are weak and you are vulnerable and you will start to feel all of those things. They might weigh on your soul. They might steal your laughter. But look to me, and I will be your laughter and your strength and your companion for as long as you need me to be in any way that I possibly can.
Every single place you look, the world will be trying to define you. There will be people who want to break you. There will be people who will try to change you. There will be standards that are so ridiculously high, no matter how far you gaze, you can’t see the top of them.
To that I say, fuck the standards.
I’ve known you since before you knew this world. I have loved you since before you took your first breath, and I have wanted you before you were a single cell.
And you will never, ever be alone. And you will never, ever lose my love. And there is nothing you could ever tell me that would make me turn away.
One day, hopefully not for many, many decades, we will be parted. You won’t be able to reach out and grab my hand, you won’t be able to hug me close to you. But even then, I will be there, surrounding you, caressing you, leading you. Because the grave doesn’t conquer love. It’s still there. All around you. In those days, I will be as close as a thought, as near as a whisper.
So go out in this world and make it yours. Live it and experience it and conquer it and love it. And never fear a fall. Because when you have love beside you, there is always someone to soften the blow.