Your radiant faces beam at me, and your desire for my presence is ever apparent. The way your small bodies curl against mine and seek the warmth of my touch feels so ordinary yet profoundly significant; sometimes, it’s hard to distinguish where you end and I begin, as our lives are so intricately woven together.
When I first stepped into motherhood, this reality left me feeling disoriented. I grappled with who I was becoming, as the fierce independence I once cherished shifted into a state of neediness—both yours and mine. You, my dear girls, entered my life with no plan for negotiation, transforming my identity in ways I had never anticipated. Even before your births, I found myself reshaped in your image, and our journey together has been a beautiful, chaotic dance.
However, I understand that this dependency won’t last forever. Sooner than I can fathom, you will turn away from me in search of your own identity, forging paths apart from one another. My deepest wish is that you and your sisters remain connected throughout your lives, as no one else will ever share your childhood memories, your parents, or your unique experiences in the same way. This impending separation weighs heavily on my heart, but it is my responsibility to equip you for the world beyond our embrace, and more importantly, for the battles within yourselves.
As you navigate through life, there will be moments when you feel lost, caught between your aspirations and your reality. In those times, I hope you remember the fullness of who you are. It’s vital to embrace your wholeness, even amidst the fractures. There will be days that feel endless and nights that consume you, but in those dark moments, I hope you can still find traces of me—and, most importantly, find yourselves.
You are my daughters, my treasures, and my legacy. Yet, you are not mine to possess; you belong to yourselves, and each day, you must claim that truth. This begins in small yet powerful ways: lift your gaze and own the space around you; speak your name with confidence and gentleness. Cherish your body—the one that helps you soar higher on the swings—because it is your sanctuary, a place that no one else can inhabit.
As girls, society will often impose contradictory expectations—telling you to reveal your body or cover it up, to slow down or push harder, to experience joy or suppress it. You may face impossible standards, pushing you to be women before your time. I urge you not to let external voices drown out your own, the voice that knows you best.
Those opinions, from both loved ones and strangers alike, may distort your perception of your own body—making it feel alien or unworthy, or conversely, a prized possession to be flaunted. Even at your strongest, you may find it challenging to resist these influences. You are human, after all. But in the quiet spaces of your mind, remember that only you have the authority to determine your worth.
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In summary, my beloved daughters, the journey ahead is yours to shape. Embrace your individuality, trust your instincts, and always remember that you are your own.