I miss you when I am at work. You’re the shining light in my mind’s eye. I never knew a person as lovely or inspiring as you. I am to raise you strong and proud and beautiful; the wind has spoken its secrets to me. You have the best of mentors. You have the best of family. I hope one day, you will be like myself and have the best of friends. I one day wish you can have a sister to be your best friend, or a brother to be your protector. I may never find that other love, but the love I have for you is the strongest and best love of all. It is truly amazing how one little girl can change a life so irrovocably and perfectly. I am inspired and wealthy in ways that are universaly shared and understood by all parents. The day you were born is the day I came alive. I strive for your health, your happiness. One day, you will tell me, “I hate you, Mom!” You will one day be a teenager, and you will say, “You did this when I was your age. Why can’t I?” You will enrage me, worry me, hurt my feelings, but I know, when your time comes, you will realize how much I mean to, as I have learned how much my mother means to me. I lament everyday that there is no father figure in your life; I hope one day there will be, but if that never occurs, I will know you still be who you are meant to be. I know you will be a brave soul. It’s partially genetics, and partially upbringing. In fact, it does not matter if you have a father figure. You are surronded by love. Few children recieve such a warmth of love as you do, and as you will. Yes, I fear I will blunder and fall in this parenthood, but I do not fear I will raise you poorly. I have the drive and the determination to make you a better person than even I am becoming. I don’t just wish you the best; I bring you the best I can bring you. People say, “Why do people say things like, without you, I wouldn’t be myself?” Those people have never known the joy of parenthood. Without you, my child, I would not be myself.