For My Daughter

 

My Dearest Daughter,

I hope with all my heart that I showed you the real me.

That I didn't pretend I had it all together, or that life was not hard.

That I loved you enough, albeit messily, to code a blueprint for your life.

That I showed you what love should and should not look like.

And I hope I let you see me break, so that you could understand, it is not an ending, but rather a step. And it's vital.

My Dearest Daughter,

I could not possibly have gotten everything right, and perhaps, that's the best gift I have given you. The knowledge. No one gets it right. We are not here to be perfect, we are here to love, to grow stronger and brighter with every generation.

So, grow brighter my Love, brighter than me (you've already surpassed). As it very much should be.

And when I can no longer be here with you, remember, my cells live within you.

You cannot ever lose me. Not really.

We are a deal, a two for one, a team. For life. And everything after that.

Love Mama Bear,

~Concerned Hippie Mom xo