To you, at 18.

Stand tall. Keep strong.

Know that you are loved.

Dream and chase them, don’t let go.

The world has thrown so much at you too young,

but you have walked through it all.

Sometimes tripping and falling

to

the

floor.

Know that I will always pick you up.

Believe in your incredible,

search for your own truth

Own it,

paint it,

show it off,

Be proud of you. I am, we are.

Cherish your love for your family

And friendships and laughter and the feeling

That you know it all.

Eventually you do.

Be brave,

Fight for all of your beliefs

Know that they can change;

that it is okay to change,

Chase your beautiful,

Chase your dreams.

Don’t ignore simplicity

And don’t forget to breathe.

Wherever you stand, reach out:

I will hold your hand.

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