My darling, you may never know the strength you have taught her to own. You may never know the struggles she faced on a daily basis.
My darling, you are the reason she is fighting. Fighting the demons inside her mind. You are her angel. Her light. The only one who can remind her why she needs to keep fighting.
My darling, you are her daughter and she is your wounded mother – but the wounds will heal and she will be everything you need her to be. She will thank you for being her unwavering support without knowing it. She will always be grateful for you, your sweet laugh, and your unconditional love.
You are her vitality. Always.
I love you, my darling.