I hesitate to write the words.
This is something I haven’t faced
in a long time…
You see, there’s not a single
time I’ve had… where the
relationship didn’t blow up in my face and made a really big mess
And I grieved every last one of
them. Very deeply.
And each one of them, afterward,
I tore myself apart…
searching for what I could do,
Who I could become
For love
She was born…very young
She did all the right things
to be loved. After all, it worked
for her parents and everyone
that came near
Eventually, the survival mechanism
wore out
So,
about this young lady.
She was the sweetest person
you will ever meet. Her heart
was bigger than the entire Sun.
She cared about everybody,
she cared for everyone.
She remembered what you liked
and would surprise you on your
birthday
She was the sunshine in the rain,
ignorant to her own glow.
She was sensitive to the injustices of
the world.
She fought for what was right
She fought for love; she believed love could save her
She was the kind of girl that lifted you up and only ever saw the
good in you
She never asked anything of you
and did everything for you
She was gold
She’s been with me for as long as
I could remember
So it’s painful,
But I’m letting me go.
Because, well, we don’t have to do
things to be loved anymore
This is one of our hardest lessons ever learned, that, there was nothing wrong
with you and,
There’s nothing you can do to make
someone truly love you
And to the Universe,
this is my surrender.
Please bring back to me;
but better.
Ebony, this is a beautiful piece. I am so sorry for what has happened to you. It is important to know that you are loved and appreciated, so I am glad that you realized that you shouldn’t have to work super hard to be loved! True love is when you adore the other person no matter how hard they work, how they act, or who they are. Your younger self…read more
It was late one October evening.
I still remember the site of the blood.
And I can still feel the sting of my tears rushing down my face.
You were bullied relentlessly at school,
And your stepfather was an abusive alcoholic.
You were made fun of for your clothes,
And for your choices of friends.
Your mom would argue with your stepfather late every night.
All for the sake of being right.
You wish she would have left him and chose you instead,
It felt like nowhere was safe.
After surviving your first suicide attempt, you hoped for a better future.
You wanted to be popular and finally feel accepted.
So you changed yourself.
You changed yourself to fit their mold.
You changed your clothes, and even who you called your friends.
You started wearing makeup to feel more beautiful.
You were 13 going on 30.
And I remember their words, but they were wrong about me.
I thought changing these things about myself would make me feel beautiful.
But the truth is, the most beautiful I have ever felt was when I was thirteen.
My thirteen-year-old self was resilient and brave.
That’s what I love most about her.
After all, she is why I am here.
I remember you always wanted to be thirty.
But now that you are about to be thirty, you wish you were thirteen again.
Just know your life will be worth living, and it won’t always be this way.
Joy will accompany sadness through all of your tribulations.
You will be happy again.
Ashley, I am so sorry for what happened to you. Kids can be so cruel and inconsiderate. I am glad that you have realized that everything they said was incorrect and that you found who you are and you don’t let others’ words define you. Your resilience is so inspiring and I wish I was more like you!! SO proud of you for getting through this and I…read more
What to do when the shades are filled with blue with colors of black that stain you front and back,
Where you never come back from the paint smeared on your face colored red and black.
Always looking for a place to stay, a place where you felt less gray. Shaded in the back when all you wanted was to be the star at the front of the stage.
The only place that felt equally similar was you.
The person who was the little kid that you had once upon a time, that lit a blaze in your eyes. The type of eyes that made worlds unite, and come alive.
People change, where at times there faced with the gray parts of themselves as they grow up they also fall apart, because everything you thought that you were was just as muddy as your gut. Where you are cursed with the mess instead of being blessed. In the end we do it to ourselves.
Not listening to that truth inside you that guides you. That never left you, it’s a seesaw of left and right and a kind of yellow and blue a queasy feeling you get when things just don’t sit right. YOU are the standing ovation to put in your heart and rest in the end of all the pain and suffering, you find that little blue place that was inside of you all along, that pulled the strings in dancing to songs that made you happy, having a passion that drove you to be the main character in a movie, like a garden full of laughter and wonders of things that grow old. A inner voice that called for more to do more to be more, and ultimately inviting a new story. I had {correction}, still do a fiery yellow energy of gold skies and blue star dust.
That helped me stay pure and in my light. never letting things go in spite of what others said or did to make me into them. To get back the little fireflies’ that lit up inside, is tough when the world has turned me into something so unfair, where the world was to hard to bare, because a love like mine with a touch of magic and comes so rare, its something no one could dare change, being bold and wild and full of joy. I wish to bring my inner child back to the surface holding her hand and bringing her flowers, giving her that one chance to finally live again. To embrace the inner child it must be where you give that love to yourself again, to look in the mirror and repeat “I love you”, but really mean it to hug and cry with yourself, to rebuild that joy inside that has no end. With every twirl, comes a flash of softness that brings her back, for she was never gone, she just needed more love. ]
the end.
Shiana, I love this!! You are completely right, your younger self never left you, she just needed a little love and encouragement to let her know it was okay to be out. It is normal to feel like this!! Many people feel like they have lost themselves when they just forgot how to bring out parts of their childhood! You are full of so much love and…read more
To my younger self,
Let me begin by telling you that I admire your perception of your life.
You see your world as normal and happy…I’m so thankful that you can’t see it for the chaotic mess it is in reality. I love that you see in the good in everything and everyone. I wish that I could tell you that you’ll always see the world through rose-tinted eyes.
Younger me, you don’t realize how much inner strength you have within you. You take care of your little brother and you shield him from the unpleasant things going on around you. You protect him the best you can and I admire you for it.
You aren’t scared to be yourself, even when it goes against how everyone else acts. You don’t care if people say you’re unique or quirky or even weird. I’m happy to tell you that even when you grow up, that won’t change. You will come to embrace it even more. We were never in fear of not only marching to the beat of our own drum, but creating our own music to dance to the beat.
Most of all, little me, I love your resilience and your independence. You have and will have to stand on your own a lot in your life, but it makes you who you are and who you will become one day. You have been through a lot of not-so-easy times already in your young life and there are many more difficult times to come, but you will overcome any obstacle you come across in your journey through life.
Love yourself a little more right now. Cherish moments with the people you love before they’re gone. You’re a good kid with so much potential. Never forget what you are capable of doing in this world. I love you.
Carrie, this is so creative and sweet. A child’s perspective on life is so fascinating because they think they have all the time in the world. I wish I could go back and tell my 6-year-old self to play outside more, to make more friends, and to enjoy the little responsibility she had! Sadly, we can’t do this, but we can give ourselves a bit of…read more
All you’ve ever wanted was to be understood
But the forces of evil and the forces of good
Were born within the people who claimed
“I love you”
Which wasn’t true,
Because to be loved isn’t to be used
Or be turned black and blue
Your skin doesn’t deserve a single bruise
Yet the lies that lied in the home you grew up in
Called you
“A punishment”
And it does hurt, doesn’t it?
When the ones you pray for at night
Laugh at your existence?
Your life feels like a curse
And it is,
Every second felt like a nightmare
And it was,
You continued to pray for a God up above
To save you from a horror show that some call
“life”
You don’t know which day it is
Unless it’s Sunday and Mom’s away
You call for her as if she is near
And the animals say
“Mom isn’t here”
And you want to go home
Yet the only home that you’ve ever known
Was a cage and the animals prod you with sticks
Ignorance truly is bliss
The realization that life shouldn’t be lived like this
Will hit you like a ton of bricks
The thing is-
Those animals don’t love you
All they do is to drain all the blood from your neck
And laugh while you scream,
And love when you’re weak,
And buying you scissors then cutting your wings-
You have potential that animals can’t see
They want to see your castle crumble
I know that it’s hard now
But you have a mind of titanium,
And the strength of a lion,
And the tongue of a nail that will lock his dark coffin-
And you’re not the problem,
Ellie, I love you and can’t thank you enough
For staying on earth
And not going home.
Hi Eliana, my name is Amanda. I wanted to let you know how inspiring your poem is. I am sorry that you have experienced these difficulties. But your writing is very beautiful. I will note that the part that held the most impact was the last stanza. But specifically where you stated, “But you have a mind of titanium, And the strength of a lion, A…read more
Eliana, this is beautiful. You are so creative and, like you said, you have so much potential. You didn’t deserve what happened to you. No kid should ever have to endure pain like that. However, even with all of the hardships you faced, you became an amazing person with a smart and beautiful mind. Your abilities have no bounds and I am so proud of…read more
I look at her,
in all of her thirteen year old glory.
in her thirteen year old gloom.
I wonder what it is, that I could have done different,
to save her.
To show her,
that life is not as unforgiving as it may seem.
I know there is not much.
She looks back at me,
in our twenty-four year old glee,
our twenty-four year old frustration.
I know she is proud.
She knows we are still trying,
and she looks back at me every time I look in the mirror,
and I see her, us, and me.
We look at each other,
in this unyielding era,
she knows that we are finally free.
I know this is something I can give her,
she knows this is something worth waiting for.
So she waits, to become me, and us, and her.
Marley, this a very well-written poem. It’s okay that you were excited about your future! You couldn’t wait to see what your life had in store for you. Everyone at some point in their lives wishes that they were somewhere else. Wishing to get yourself out of a tough time is perfectly normal and it’s okay to feel like this. Do everything that you…read more
Little girl
Why do you cry?
Is it the thundering storm outside your boarded up window?
Is it the lingering chill you feel without a blanket to cover you?
Little girl
I know you’re scared.
Mommy brought home another bad man.
Another man who hurt you in many ways.
You lie in your bed, cold, naked, and alone.
What did you do to deserve this?
Little girl
Did you do something wrong?
Did you make too much noise in the silence?
Did Mommy take her angry shot?
Does Mommy hate you?
Little girl
Please don’t cry.
You are loved by me,
I am you, but in another time.
Little girl
I remember the cold nights.
I remember the hunger.
I remember the fear.
I remember how much you hurt.
How much we hurt.
Little girl
I love you.
I’ve always loved you.
I’ve loved you since we were born.
Little girl
The life you’re in is hard.
It’s scary, lonesome, painful.
Nobody can help you escape just yet.
The time will come, I promise.
Little girl
You are so much braver than you know.
You are so delicate and imaginative.
You feel and give with everything you have,
Even when you have nothing.
Little girl
I love how strong you are.
I love how you smile at the sun through the cracks of your boarded window.
I love how you dream of running in the warm summer light.
I love how you laugh.
I love how you cry.
I love you, even with the bruises and scars you have all over your small pale body.
Little girl
I love you.
Because you made me stronger.
Sky, I am so sorry for what has happened to you. You never deserved any of those things to happen to you. Those people never intended to hurt you like this. The love that you had for others never died. Even through the darkest times in your life, you stayed so strong. You have persevered through so much and I am so proud of you for that. You are a…read more
Little hands, little feet
So shy and quite, when you first meet
Big blue eyes, but behind them hid
Pain and fear, but we can open the lid
For the longest time stuffed down inside
Thats where endless cycles, of toxic behaviors reside
Just a little girl, but like a bull you were strong
Those who said different, they were wrong
You suffered through so much pain
Still ran outside to play in the rain
A little free spirit, connected to earth
Always a wild child, rebeling since birth
As everyone left you, by death, or by choice
Along the way, you lost you voice
You learned to suffer, by yourself, in silence
The amount of days, you daydreamed of violence
But you’ve always had you, you’ve always been there
You shouldn’t have had to be that strong, I know its not fair
I’m here with you, in the shadows now
I’m setting you free, I know how
I thought I was stuffing down all of the pain
But, it was the little girl, who danced in the rain
I stuffed you down, so I didn’t have to feel
Come out my darling, its time to heal
Katherine, I am so sorry for the pain you’ve endured. With all of the loneliness and sorrow in your life, you still persevered and made the best of your situation. I am so proud of you for being able to overcome everything that happened to you. Although you don’t deserve any of the terrible things that happened to you, the challenges you faced and…read more
Little girl, wipe your beautiful eyes
See through the blurry vision and quiet tears
You have stayed silent all through the years
Time stops like a clock
But the years seem to fly by without a moment to pause
Stuck in the trauma and worried mind
Come to Jesus, He will meet you where you are
Little girl lift your head, be transformed.
Heaven is your home and God is your Father
Run to Him for shelter
This world has too many lies
You wither and fade
But in His image, you were made
I love your smile and you always try your best
You try to make the world laugh by your humor
And you hide it all so well
You persevere and love all truly
This home you feel is just a place
And a soft place to lay your head
This world may bring you comfort but then again
Little girl this won’t always be
This moment is temporary and then you’ll see
The lies were given and the hurt was told
But God has you in His arms to hold
So little Sabrina don’t you fear
When you look back and see
You have made your Heavenly Father proud
Well done child.
Sabrina, this is so cute. Even though you have some things that you may want to change about your childhood, everything that happened to you shaped you into the great person you are today. You have overcome so much and become a lovely girl in the process. You are a great writer. Keep up the fantastic work. ♥
When the first fireflies of the summer light up your eyes,
I still see you.
When the flashing blues and reds and greens of Christmas bulbs twinkle their reflection in your eyes,
I still see you.
When your eyes fill with wonder as you gaze at the sunrise over the ocean
or at the mountaintops that tower far above you and appear to kiss the sky
or anything else that reminds you just how remarkable the world really is,
I still see you.
Although this body has gotten bigger and older and some parts have become saggy and wrinkled, I stare into the mirror and ponder the depths of my own eyes and—
I still see you.
With every day that passes, your presence may fade a bit more.
But when I catch a glimpse of you, I drink it up to quench my thirst for that pure, unbridled vivacity that I crave to experience again and again.
And to the extent that I am able, I bottle it up to store in the wells of the eyes of my own children.
Caitlin, I love this! It is important to keep our younger selves with us and that part of our lives alive. I am glad you still catch glimpses of your childhood in the little things in life. Even though you have gotten older, you have always kept the spark and light from your youth present. Great work! Keep writing ♥
Kristen, this is beautiful!! I love, love, love the line “You were raised by wolves
But didn’t let them make you wild.” The strength that you had to have to persevere through this is incredible. You are so brave and I am so glad that you have made peace with your inner child. Keep up the great work. ♥
Is your willingness to love
Your wide-eyed mystical stare of all the wonders that bare
The soft, warm embrace from your innocence that escapes
Only you felt the comforts of the world with eager arms wide open, throwing yourself into the unknown
Allowing yourself to fall deep into the depths of it all
And although it gets cold
From time to time
I want to remember to hug that little part of mine
Because without that fearless truth
That life engulfed you with unconditional light
I’d battle these dark knights each night
And still bottomless, you push to resurface
Because it’s only you that could hold that part of mine
The ugly parts that forgot your wondrous eyes and the smiles wide
To abandon that life that was once mine
I’ll fight each day to regain it
For you.
Asia, this is adorable. Children have such pure qualities, one of which is the love that they have for others. The ability that they have to go with the flow is something that I want back!! They have it so easy and they don’t even realize it. I love the line “I’ll fight each day to regain it” because it is so important to keep our childhood with u…read more
Hey there, it’s me, the woman you grew up to be. I know you’re scared right now, terrified actually. I also know you’re hurt beyond belief. That’s okay. I’d like to ask you to listen to me though, I have some things I’d like to tell you. Mother may not have known how to deal with you for a good majority of our lives. Hell, she’s still struggling. That’s the thing though, she is also struggling. The way she was brought up, shaped her into the adult and mother she became, kind of like us. In no way am I excusing the things she said and did to you, I am just saying it is more complicated for you to understand as a child. Her lack of emotional intelligence, nurturment, and capacity to understand, was more than detrimental. I know you didn’t have a safe space to turn to, I know you felt like you meant nothing. You didn’t deserve it though, any of it. You deserved kindness, compassion, empathy, help, and most of all, love. I have to tell you something pretty amazing though. Even though she didn’t give you, us, those things, those are all the things you learned back then, and have become today. Speaking of people who did you wrong, I want to talk about that boy. The one who took advantage of you. The one who took your purity, and turned you into a rebellious teenager. As hard as it is for me to say this because it has been a belief in us for so long, it was not your fault. And you did not deserve to have that happen to you. He was an unsafe person, with horrid intentions, and he acted upon those intentions. You did not ask for it to happen. All you were trying to do was take a break from our mother. You survived though. I have to tell you, things turn out to be pretty decent in later years. Yes, so many other things happened before now. You started coping in negative and dangerous ways at fourteen. You had to deal with your mental health on your own, or at times, at the hand of our mother. You met a boy, one that turned out to be an extremely painful relationship. I want to talk to you about him. Please know, that it’s okay to speak up and talk about him and everything that happened between you and him. It’s okay to let go, even though he is attached to our daughter. We need to work through that portion of our lives, just like everything else. He started as a great guy, but we both know how quickly that shifted. You dealt with copious amounts of mental and verbal abuse. To be blunt, he screwed with your mind to no end. Also, a huge part of your life, that you did not deserve to live through. I’m telling you, it’s okay that we talk about it. It’s okay to cry about it. It will be okay. If it’s okay, I’d like to tell you about some people in the present, who love and accept us both. Even though we fight sometimes, we have a very supportive and loving husband. He accepts us for who we are, nothing less. We have five beautiful children. We may not have given birth to three of them, but we are their mom too. That’s right, mom, not mother. Our doctor of nearly five years now, she’s another person who accepts us. She has taken care of us has been patient with us when needed, and has been one of the most helpful people on our care team. The last person I want to tell you about is the one who has been the most helpful to us. After close to twenty therapists since we were twelve, we finally found one who doesn’t push, beat around the bush, belittle, or look at us with disbelief. She has gained my trust, I think it’s time she gains your trust as well. She is a safe space for you to let your thoughts and feelings out. Please, trust me when I say we can heal all of these wounds. She is here to help us. I hope you found some words of encouragement throughout this letter. Maybe even some words you needed to hear from me, not just other people. I have to say, you turned out to be a pretty great person. Yes, there were times when I was toxic, didn’t have boundaries, and made mistakes. But that’s life, we’re still learning things. Just know, from the bottom of my heart, I love you.
Katelynn, I am so sorry for what you had to go through. Just know, it was never your fault and I am sorry if you ever were put to blame for any of those terrible actions of others. That was not okay and they should be ashamed for what they did to you. You are a strong and amazing person and even though things were hard for you in your childhood,…read more
Harper, wow, thank you. Thank you for your kind words. It’s sort of crazy to think about there being complete strangers on the internet telling you they’re proud of you, when I very rarely heard it growing up with the people who know me. It just amazes me. I am very thankful for people like you, who see words like this and think “hey, they deserve…read more
Omg, I am so happy to help you out! I’m sorry you didn’t hear that a lot when you were younger. You have so much to be proud of. You are truly an amazing person with a great heart. I would 100% be interested in reading it!! Let me know what it’s called and where I can find it! Would love to support you!
I truly appreciate you! No need to apologize, things change for the better the older we get. Oh my god are you serious?! Yes!! I am so happy you are willing to help support me and my book! It’s called “In the Shadows of Suffering”, and it probably will not be out until December or January. However, I do have a Facebook page I made for it that…read more
I am my father’s daughter
To the girl whose daddy was her Superman without a cape
The girl who spoke with reckless abandon,
So strong and steadfast in her truth
Her mind, a reservoir
Her throat a cracked damn
Her lips chapped concrete
Spilling, overflowing, words dripping
Rushing, bursting at the seams
Getting swept up in the current
You know that feeling unloved is a thirst you feel in your bones
So you’ll let the water flow freely for others so they’ll never know the aching of going without
My dad taught me how to swim by tossing me in a motel swimming pool with no warning or explanation
My dad taught me about anger the same way; no warnings, no hesitation
My father, my family, passed down second-hand rage with the expectation of learning how to carry it the hard way
To the ghost of a little girl’s childhood past,
You’ll learn that your anger is self-love set on fire, and standing up for yourself requires burning people who try to get in your way
That the heat is just as cleansing as the water
That drowning in a saltwater sadness won’t prove your worth to the wrong people
And the flames will make you stronger if you let them
Being broken and down and built anew
There are so many versions of yourself you’ll get to fall in love with, over and over and over again
I loved you as a rebellious child
I loved you as an arrogant teen
I loved you as the uncertain woman in her 20s
I loved you as the mother with little to no support
I loved you as the addict without a place to call home
I loved you as the grief destroyed you
I loved you as I watched you rebuild again
I love the parts of you that you hate the most, and the best parts of you that you don’t even see
I’ve loved you in a million passing moments, and I’ll love you as a million more pass by again
The part that I love the most is finding the love that I’ve been searching for within myself
And knowing that I’ll always, always, always be enough
To keep myself afloat
To keep myself from drowning
To keep myself from bursting into flames
Beza, this is so powerful. I am so sorry that you felt the way that you did. Other people did love you. They may not have shown it, but they loved you. Regardless of the other people, self-love is one of the most important things in life. I am glad that you have made peace with your past and shown love towards every part of your life. The only…read more
If you had told me long ago,
what life would be like today;
I’d stare up at you, legs crisscrossed,
with a bright and stary gaze.
The dreams I’d had, the love I’d seeked;
all things that I’d once felt were far too out of reach.
Miles ahead by leaps and bounds.
Things that after all this time,
I think I’ve finally found.
You had it within you all along,
you silly little girl.
Your kindness and your love
that was meant to save the world.
Far too naive to see the bad
in any living thing.
Far too trusting to turn your back on an injured, wounded being.
Far too loyal to be painted in the eyes of your peers.
Far too gentle to know that you are wise beyond your years.
You’d never believe the stories I could tell,
of the experiences of how her enchanted crown fell.
But after all of that agony and pain,
you’d be proud to know how she got back up again.
The world may be a cruel and unforgiving place,
but the world gets a little softer when you bless it with your grace.
So stay that sweet, tender-hearted girl
and never let the relentless world unfurl
The spark
The Sunshine
The glimmer in your eyes
The passion
The Innocence
I promise it’s your birth, not your untimely demise.
Helen, this is so sweet. What ultimately matters is WHO we are. Not what we look like, who we are friends with, or what we have achieved. What people will remember is our personalities and our relationships with others. You are such a kind person with such good intentions. The people who love you will always remember how sweet and loving you…read more
I’m almost certain that the memory of me has faded by now, but I often think of you and how your smile would light up a room full of shadows and anguish. I recall that if anyone could turn anything into an inquisition, it was you. With your coarse hair, knobby knees, and fire-filled personality, to me, the only thing that could stop you was God himself. The way your feet would pitter-patter down the street to hustle the neighbors for money so that you could buy a treat! But don’t worry, your entrepreneurial journey was only beginning, my friend.
Are we still friends? They say relationships are give and take, but while you gave, I turned my back and walked away.
I didn’t think I needed your lying tongue, naive antics, sad thoughts, and broken heart. It was all too much to carry, or so I thought. The part of you that I judged was exhausting, and life seemed to go on exceptionally well without me burdening myself with your pain. However, I write this letter not to condemn you but to beg for your forgiveness. This vain, shallow heart didn’t realize that the parts of you were where I drew my strength.
I am sorry I never told you that I love you. That your laugh reminds me of Bob the Builder and your fierce sense of justice is my moral compass. That your inability to be a “yes man” was my only protection. I am sorry that I took your heart for granted. Your ability to forgive is unmatched, and your view of love is out of this world. Your family and friends viewed you as unstoppable, while I viewed you as a liability.
I am sorry that it took me so long to realize your worth. You are perfectly imperfect in my eyes. I don’t expect you to welcome me back with open arms, but I am committed to mending our relationship because you were the best part of my life.
Sabrina, this is so, so cute. I love how you connected your childhood with the things going on in your current life. It sounds like you had a great childhood with lots of lasting memories. You became such a wonderful person because of everything that you went through and your younger self would be so proud of who she has become. ♥
All those lonely nights, know that you are not alone.
You have people who love you dearly.
You are their home.
You’re still growing up.
There are reasons why
you should give yourself some grace every night you cry.
Take a look back at yourself.
You are not where you used to be.
Thank God for the glory that only you can see.
You are strong and resilient.
Every obstacle you go through, is a test of your strengths.
If there’s anything I can tell you, I will tell you this…
Life for us is not fair.
We have to worry about our tone or appearance
and our hair.
All of it is beautiful. All of it is wonderful.
Dear little black girl, I know we think we’re grown, but there is so much growing that we missed out on.
It’s hard to catch up. It’s hard to keep up,
but don’t let that keep you from growing up.
Dear little black girl, it’s tough.
Even when your growing, sometimes all the frustration is showing.
Showing in your choices, relationships, and bonds.
Dear little black girl, I love you today, the same as I did when you were little, and misunderstood. Look at us now!
Brianna, I love this! Your passion is so prominent, even through the screen!! Your younger self would have loved to hear this. She was beautiful and is still to this day! Both inside and out. You are an amazing person with a loving heart full of pure joy. Your inner child is with you every day. Never lose sight of her!! Keep up the great work-…read more
Harper, Thank you so much! I love your kind words, and you have reassured me that I am on the right track to Inspire lives! I hope this can reach every little girl needing some extra reassurance!
I totally agree with you and you are so welcome! More little girls out there need to hear this and I hope that more people gain a perspective like yours. ♥♥