I hope you grow up to have the loving and generous heart of your father and the tenacious and and “take no crap” attitude of your mother. I hope you learn to know and never judge people, forgive, even when they’ve wronged you, but never forget, and to always keep an open mind. I hope you have an open heart, but not open enough to let yourself get hurt. I hope you treat women as your father treats me, and not as the many heartbreaks have. I hope you never suffer and always know I love you. I know I can’t shield you from all the pain in the world, but I hope that by the time you’re my age, you haven’t experienced as much heart ache and loss as I. I want you to know the world can be dangerous, but not if you make the right choices. I hope you are adventurous, stubborn, and beautifully free. And I hope I have the capacity as a mother to help guide you in your life.
I love you, already, little one.