I remember when you told me stories of your childhood; how you always held on to people who felt safe and warm; how you had to understand why people needed to be far away at such a young age; how you yearned for tenderness during those days of physical absence.

There are things about you that I have come to love and yet to understand. And today, I still see the same little girl you spoke of, and she is loved, more.

Today, I am more thankful for the life I have because this girl exists in it.

Love, thank you for being that beautiful little girl.

Labels: Birthday Letter, Love, Nikki Calma, Personal, Thank You