I am teaching my daughter to breathe fire.
She is teaching me she was already born with it.
My heart.
My everything.
You blow me away with your sensitivity, your strength, your sense of self, your boundaries, your kindness, your humor, your organization, your commitment, your boundless curiosity and your sense of adventure. You have been through so much darling and you continue to keep your head high and strive in the world. You shine so very bright.
Motherhood. An act of infinite courage.
Daughter-hood. An act of eternal hope.
All of it together. Love.
