You are loved.

Infinitely. And not just by your father and I. You are loved because you come from Love…a Love so powerful it knows no bounds, nor any opposite. When you forget, put your hand on your heart and breathe. Close your eyes and breathe into that space. Know that the simple act of doing so can remind of you all you had forgotten. You are safe, secure and cared for. You are loved.

You are perfect.

It’s true. And not just because I have a misty-eyed mother’s view of you. You are perfect because you are here, wearing those clothes, sporting that haircut, loving whatever it is that you love. You don’t need to change a thing. You need only embrace what is true for you whilst ensuring that your words and actions are kind. Sometimes the kindest thing will be to ask someone to stop speaking or to oust them from your life entirely. Often it will mean being quiet and doing nothing at all. Be willing to trust that still, small voice within. It’s your truth and it, like you, is perfect.

You are responsible for your perception.

Yeah, this one blows (at first, anyway). It took me a long time to realize I was no one’s victim. For a time, it’ll just feel better to blame others for your unhappiness. And then one day it won’t. One day it will feel empty and untrue. When that day comes, be willing to admit that how you think about your life influences how you experience it. Your dad and I are planting these seeds now. When you’re willing to be wrong…when you’re willing to laugh at yourself, life becomes a classroom and the fear of failure ceases to have the sway it once did. Freedom, babies, freedom is the natural result of taking responsibility for your life. And it’s how you’re meant to feel.

These 3 things I want you to know absolutely. But the only thing I can really do is be willing to know and live them myself.

Working on it.

Love, Mommy

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