My Dearest Daniella,
With your face to the sun and dreams bigger than your smile. Five years that feels like yesterday and many moons ago at the same time. That independent, smart and brave eighteen year old girl determined to change her generation’s pattern and discover herself.
As I reflect and tears roll down my face, I want you to know I am proud of the woman you have become; you’ve earned it. There was no way of knowing where the trajectory of your life would take you but ultimately it has brought you here to this divine moment. Don’t stop writing your story.
Pen the details of the power of letting go, the grit of persevering and the freedom of forgiveness. Pen the lessons of love, failure and growth. Pen your journey of learning, being and becoming Daniella- Enough.
With love, yourself. ❤
What would you say in your note to yourself?