A Letter to My Daughter

Dear Daughter,

I have not met you yet but I know you exist. Somewhere, in this universe, you laugh and sleep and spread your golden sunshine. I imagine you holding a lovely sparkler in your tiny fists, a garland of flowers around your neck. I wish I could hold you, talk to you, never let you go.

I suppose you and I will meet each other. And you will grow up, my little angel! You will see the best and the worst that the world has to offer you. Try as I might, I cannot shield you from all the pain. In those dark hours, remember that this sorrow is just a phase. I wish to give you freedom-- to choose, to think, to do what you want, in whichever way, to make mistakes. Yes! You read right, freedom to make mistakes, even colossal, unforgivable mistakes. For, no matter what everyone says, life is a series of choices and decisions; some right, some wrong. The thing that matters is that you take responsibility of whatever you choose. You may change your mind, abandon a project midway, make hasty choices, but be sure that you own your decisions.

You will encounter all sorts of people, good bad, men, women, and everything in between. Some will be your friends, some may not be. Most of us are essentially similar; we all want love and security and kindness. So much like those tiny puppies we see which miraculously dodge cars and trucks which are driven by men. Vehicles which can kill them. Yet, these puppies respond to the tiniest affection. A slight pat, a cookie, and they will lick your face and follow you all around. In a life full of hurry, dont forget to show kindness to people. Yet, there are people who deserve nothing noble. You must learn to identify such people and stay away from them. They rot everyone they touch.

We have emotions locked within us in hidden vaults. Unlock them. Don't be afraid to express them. Dont worry about what others think. People and machines are under no obligation to behave the way you want them to. That is no excuse to be bitter and complain.

Take care, my darling. Take good care of yourself. I am waiting for you.

Yours lovingly,

Mummy