To My Youngest Daughter;

My sweet baby girl,

Oh, how I miss you.

You were always the spark in the room — bright, curious, a little wild, and so full of life. You used to run into my arms with the biggest smile, and your laughter could light up even the hardest days. I still hear it sometimes in my heart. I hold on to that sound.

I know you may be too young to understand everything that’s happened. And that’s okay. You shouldn’t have to carry the weight of adult decisions or confusion. All I want you to know is something very simple and very true:

I never stopped being your mom. I never stopped loving you. And I never, ever will.

If I could be with you right now, I’d wrap you in my arms, smooth your hair, and tell you how proud I am of you. I’d remind you how beautiful and smart and special you are. I’d sing to you like I used to. I’d tell you that no matter how far apart we are, I am still with you — in every breath, every heartbeat, every star that shines at night.

You might not understand why I’m not there. And that hurts more than anything. But please believe me — I didn’t leave you. I didn’t choose to walk away. I was pushed out of your life, and that has been the deepest pain I’ve ever felt.

But even from a distance, I’m still your mom. I think of you every single day. I talk to you in my mind, in my prayers, in my dreams. I am still cheering for you, loving you, and waiting for the day we can be together again.

You are never forgotten. You are never unloved. You are never alone.

You are my daughter. My baby. My heart.

Whenever you’re ready — no matter how much time passes — I will be here. And we will start again.

All my love, forever and ever,

Mom