letter to my daughter
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My sweet Gabriella, You came into this worldwith eyes that seemedto take everything in. Before you could speak,you watched. Before you could run,you observed. You have always hada quiet kind of wisdom,the kind that doesn’t needto be loud to be noticed. From the very beginning,you reminded methat every child bloomsin their own season. You have…
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My sweet Isabella, The first time I heard your cry,the whole world stopped. Before I saw your face,before I counted your fingers,before I whispered your name, I heard you. And somehow,that sound stitched togetherpieces of my heartI didn’t know were still broken. You entered this worldwith more strengththan anyone could have expected. So tiny. So…
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My beautiful girl, It has been years,and I still wonderwho you would have become. Would your laugh sound like mine?Would you have your brothers’ kindness?Would your little sistersfollow you from room to room,wanting to be just like you? I will never know. I only had a few precious hoursto memorize your face,your tiny fingers,the weight…
Between Bruises and Blooms 