My darling ittle girl,
Just read that again, ok? You, dearest daughter, are my delight.I love you. I knew you before anyone else, when you were still being made in the womb, and I rejoiced in you. I still do.
I know you’re hurting right now. I know you wonder whether you’re ever going to feel whole again. I know you’re tired and hurting and there are times when you feel like just getting through the next hour is almost too much to bear. And I know there are times when all you can do is curl up in a ball and cry and scream at me.
Little girl – please know that it’s ok. When you don’t feel like anyone could possibly understand, I’m here. When you feel too tired to carry on, I’m here. When you’re angry and you need to scream and shout, I’m here.
I want you to know something else too. I know you feel weak and broken right now. But here’s thwe thing. You my darling, are a mighty warrior. Not in your own strength, but because i’m with you. And I promise you this – all those things hurting and angering and making you feel hopeless? We’ll beat them. Because I’m with you, I’m on your side, and I’m not going to let them take you down. Trust me on this.
Bring me all your questions. Talk to me, shout at me, just cry at me. It’s ok. You don’t have to have it together to come to me. I don’t need your theology degree.I definitely don’t need the “it’s all ok” smile. Because it’s not, and it won’t be for a while and I’m big enough to take it.
I know you can’t see it right now. But I’ve got you, precious daughter. I’ve got your body and your mind and your emotions and your family and your hopes and dreams and desires. Amd right now, all you can see are the puzzle pieces – broken bits that seem like they’ll never fit together. I’m good at puzzles, and I can see the whole picture. And my darling, darling girl – it’s beautiful.
I love you my darling. Keep fighting. I’m so proud of you.