Dear Sophie (To My Future Daughter)

By Katie Golway

Dear Sophie,

The biggest piece of advice I can give you is to always be unapologetically yourself. There will be people with unnecessary opinions about who you are as a person. These words are meant to blow holes in your confidence, and in your very foundation. This happens when someone is not wholly satisfied in their own life. Someone else has taught them to be powerless. Sympathize.

If what people have to say makes waves in you, then I want you to have the strength to look within yourself and find what it is that gives weight to their words.

Let them be, Sophie.

I know this probably sounds like I am feeding you some repetitive nonsense, but I promise you it is the truth. Meet every challenge with your head held high. Believe in life with everything that you are. That holds more power than what people will tell you, including me.

I want you to know that we will never be the same – and that is okay. That is beautiful. I will learn from you, as you will learn from me. I want you to know that I will be proud of you no matter what. Though I cannot promise that I will agree – as long as you stand your ground, I can promise that I will support you.

Be satisfied with every decision that you make for yourself. It is your world. As long as you live in it the very way that you want to, pursuing your dreams and becoming stronger as every day goes by, you will know success.

I have been sad for most of my life. There may be times that you come to know my sadness. That is not, and it will never be, your fault. It is not your responsibility to take care of me. I refuse to be that burden on you. I know that you will bring nothing but love into my life, and nothing you will ever do will bring me doubt. I know already that you will be a great person. You will love your family. You will be your very own light.

If you are ever sad, I want you to know that I will never be angry with you for waking me up at any time of night, on any day, just by crawling next to me and telling me what is on your mind. I will not care if it is just to tell me you had a bad dream, or that something Sally said at school that day is still bothering you. You could tell me about your friend’s distant cousin’s favorite dinosaur and I will listen with rapt attention.

Nothing you ever say will be trivial, because you will never be less than everything.

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