Tonight as I was singing you to sleep, you put your tiny hand over my mouth. I laughed. Minutes later you began singing to me.
"Don't worry, be happy."
I cried.
The day will come when you will leave our home. You may see tears building up in the corner of my eyes, but I want you to know I'm not sad. My dream for you is to chase your dreams like an Olympic athlete chases Gold. And if there comes a day you need to come home, that door will always be open to you. Always.
I want the world to be yours in whatever way you want it to be (as long as that doesn't involve drugs or crime).
I want you to believe in yourself.
I want you to cry. It's okay to show emotion.
I want you to know it won't always be perfect, but those are the challenges that train us to appreciate and recognize our own version of perfection.
I want you to understand we become what we think about over and over and over again.
I want you to find joy and peace in nature and God.
I want you to find peace within yourself.
We may play a significant role in your journey, but I want you to understand the most significant role is inside of you. It's the way you speak to yourself.
I want you to be kind to yourself.
When that day comes, I will cry, but please please understand...it is not true sadness because if we do this right, you won't be afraid to take those first steps. If we do this right, you will be ready to chase Gold.
