To my dear daughter
Khushi
I love your kind, compassionate heart.
I love that you are tenderhearted and sensitive, and you cry when your heart hurts.
I love that you don’t stay sad for long, but instead try to figure out how to make your heart heal.
I love that you think about others who are suffering and try to figure out how you can help them.
I love to watch you create things with your hands … like doll clothes and doll food.
I love the creative gifts you make for others using the supplies we have around the house.
I love to hear you read. It amazes me how far you’ve come.
I love that you never gave up on something that was difficult.
I love how you teach your little sister so many things.
You are a great instructor and role model for her.
I love how you are becoming more confident and sticking up for yourself and for others who are being mistreated.
I love to watch you gracefully glide through the water when you swim.
I love seeing the determination on your face and your work ethic at practice.
I love how you support my dreams of being an author and provide me with inspiration to write.
I love it when you laugh so hard that you get tears in your eyes.
I love spending time together, just the two of us.
Your Mom
April 26, 2013